0082 - Dark Intent.
Back, away from this battle, the little Wei Tian, inside a maelstrom of pure light swirling around his young child form. His words remained a constant, inaudible drone, never faltering even as the battle raged around him.
The young heirs of illustrious clans and sects fought with everything they had, steel clashing against claw and fang in a deadly, unceasing whirlwind. But the beast matched all of them stride for stride, hit by hit and skill by skill, its bestial strength, speed were terrifying.
The battle raged on, a furious whirlwind of steel clashing against claw and fang. Everyone fought with all their strength, their combined power usually enough to defeat entire armies. Yet, the man-wolf matched them, cleverly evading their attacks and always keeping someone in front of it as a shield. Its bestial strength, terrifying speed, and unnatural cunning made it a formidable opponent.