Chapter 69 – Lycantrophy
Zane lunged forward, his fingers flicking through the air like coiled springs.
The first blast of compressed force sliced toward Sebastian’s head.
Caught off guard, the shirtless Wolf King barely had time to react—Eren Fox, ever dutiful, dashed in and pushed his master aside, taking the brunt of the attack. A shockwave cracked the earth behind them.
Zane didn’t wait.
Another flick. Then another. Each more precise, more vicious than the last. He pressed the assault, closing the distance in a heartbeat.
Sebastian ducked under one, twirled from another, and sidestepped the third with uncanny ease. His smirk faded as he began realizing—this wasn’t just some kid. The precision in those attacks, the timing—it was honed through pain and practice.
Eren joined him without needing a command.
Now it was two against one.
Still, Zane was the aggressor.
His fingers danced with deadly intent, the air cracking with every motion. These weren’t just flicks anymore. They were mini shock cannons, capable of shattering bones.
And yet—none connected again. But that was Zane’s plan.