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Even though Emery had just been told that he was currently in a new, clone body he had made, the sensation and excitement to fight felt very vivid, followed by the Wolf Transformation that was waiting to be unleashed.

At the same time, the bracelet on his hand was slightly glowing, and a message entered his mind.

[Fey Transformations]

[Battle power increased by 30]

[Battle power 213 (243)]

He could clearly feel a powerful surge of energy flowing throughout his body as his limbs were quickly covered by furs. Not only that, striking tattoos began appearing on his chest, neck, and under his eyes the last one in the shape of a fang.

Seeing Emery finish transforming, Annara clapped her hands.

"Well done! You managed to transform! I suppose some opportunities to let go of your frustrations will do you good!" The red-haired woman took out a black whip as she said those words.

With a smirk still hanging on her lips, flames shot out from the base of the whip and quickly engulfed the entire thing. Emery narrowed his eyes in caution as he scrutinized the deadly weapon in her hand.

In spite of having no weapons in his hands or around him, Emery still took a stance. Brandishing the sharp claws that were his hands, his figure shot towards the red-haired woman at breakneck speed. Dust and dirt were kicked up into the air as he flared his intention to hurt her if needed without a shred of hesitation.

However, Emery quickly found his advance blocked by a wall of fire formed by the flaming whip in her hand. Before he could regain his momentum, the other party's retaliation arrived, attacking him ferociously without relenting.

Equipped with his claws, he tried his best to deal with the storm of fiery attacks. Alas, that was not enough. Instead, he sustained numerous strikes from the whip, which left his body bleeding with burns all over.

Even so, he still did not back down. Not even a little bit.

After countless attempts that left him with no small amount of pain, Emery finally managed to grab hold of Annara's flaming whip. In an instant, he immediately channeled strength into his arm despite the burning pain, forcibly pulling the red-haired woman towards him.

To his surprise, she managed to change her trajectory in the air, rendering his efforts futile.

Unwilling to let her escape, Emery charged to follow, however the woman sent out another retaliation. Several sharp daggers flew swiftly through the air and pierced through his body, causing Emery to roar furiously and chase after her even more fiercely.

Unfortunately for Emery, his prided 243 combat power couldn't do anything substantial against the red-haired woman. The latter continued to manage to get away from him and maintain a distance that allowed her to send more of her whip attacks and flying weapons while denying him all opportunities to attack.

Emery was simply not fast or skilled enough to catch her.

When she saw him stop to take a respite, Annara stopped her attacks and said, "Just give up already.. I'm not the same person I was three years ago. I'm a magus now, and a lot has happened since then."

The words 'three years' that she said really shocked Emery. He didn't realize that he was in fact being treated for three whole years.

Seeing that her words had made an impact, the red-haired woman swiftly added, "Even if you were fast enough to catch me, you still won't be able to beat me.. For one main reason.

Annoyed by the continuous lecture, Emery didn't let her finish and charged at her once more. However, as if she had expected such a response, Annara quickly cast a fire spell [Firewave]. A wave of ominous flames appeared and barreled towards him, radiating heat so powerful that it forced Emery to retreat once again.

Looking at him, she casually continued her interrupted sentence. "Magic; you can never beat me without magic. Tell me, Emery, can you cast any spell at all?"

Although irritated by her condescending words, Emery couldn't help but give it a try when he heard the question. He knew that he could cast spells, or at least he did, but right now, he couldn't.

It wasn't just that the runes of the spell were a little blurry in his mind, but he also couldn't channel spirit energy from his magus core to his palm or anywhere else around his body. Like she said, he couldn't cast spells.

"There's a reason why we didn't test you on magic.. Now if you want to know what happened to you, calm down and follow me back to the facility."

Annara thought her actions and words would finally convince Emery. But contrary to her expectations, they only made his annoyance grow even more and it finally reached a limit.

"No! I'm not done yet! I don't need magic to defeat you!"

The more emotional Emery became, the more effective his Fey Bloodline became. Proving that, the wounds all over his body began to rapidly regenerate as his innate skill [Undecaying Flesh] kicked in.

At the same time, as he raised his arm, ready to fight with his claws again, suddenly a strange feeling rose up in his arm. When he looked over, three long and sharp sword-like bones shot out of his knuckles.

[Blade Claw]

With a feral grin, Emery shot towards her again. A barrage of whips quickly greeted him, but this time, he had the means to properly parry the incoming whips, so much so that he could catch up to her.

"It seems, I need to transform as well!" Annara said before, her body started to turn pale and her eyes turned bloodshot red with a little sharp fang showing from her cherry lips.

The two of them were about to clash into another around, but before they could, the two guards who had chased after Emery earlier arrived; and they had brought a message that stopped them immediately.

"The queen is ready to speak with you."

Thinking that an explanation of what was going on was more important than the fight or his freedom, Emery followed them back to the facility. Upon arriving, he was quickly taken to one of the rooms within the place.

When he finally saw the Ouroboros Queen, he was finally able to fill in the visuals that had been blurry in his mind. The aura she was radiating felt oppressive, making him anxious inside; however, Emery confidently took a step forward and said.

"Why are you keeping me here? What do you want?"

To be continued