Clear Power

"That is going to be trouble." Jerold saw the wolf and knew that dark wolves, or wolves in general were never alone. Especially one in an area perfect for hunting prey like the long grasses that hid things from view.

"No, Ralph has that one." Grace immediately countered what Jerold said. She had slightly puffed cheek as she only gave him a side ways glance. She knew Ralph's strength the best out of everyone since she had seen him bending metal to his will.

To prove her point, the dark world darted from ahead and aimed right for Ralph in a crazed desire to attack him and win. The following result was one that any sane beast would have fled from. Simply because of how quickly the dark wolf had been dealt with.