Sekhmet (2)
The werewolves weren't attacking them, but that didn't mean the humans could escape. On the way to the hidden village, Lycaon had extracted everything the newly turned general knew.
Lycaon knew the humans were the key to his defeat. As such, none of them were escaping death, just like the centaurs. Their intent was clear—kill everyone in sight.
As they tried to run, Lycaon set his eyes on YuWon. Something about him felt different. He was stronger than the rest. While the werewolves struck everything, Lycaon saw the human's potential.
If I convert him... my strength will become unparalleled. Even the gods won't dare interfere with the forest anymore.
With that thought, Lycaon unleashed his latent powers. As he roared, golden flames surrounded him. It wasn't fire in the true sense, but his strength condensed as an aura to protect him.