Chapter 15: What Is With This Skill?
"Bang!"
"Ah, fuck!"
Lucien yelled out, painfully coughing up a bit of blood. His back slammed against the stone wall, and his chest burned with pain from the finger-sized claw marks left by the beast.
"Rrrrhh..."
The creature snarled lowly, eyes glowing with hunger and unrestrained killing intent.
"Fuck my luck!"
Lucien wiped the blood from his lips and stared at the wolf in front of him with red, furious eyes. The beast was crouched low, muscles coiled like a spring, clearly preparing to lunge at him again.
"Damn! Why do I have to encounter a monster as soon as I enter?"
Lucien couldn’t help but complain bitterly. Although he did decide to get strong faster, at least give him a time to breathe.
He was attacked as soon as he appeared in this place. He didn’t even have time to take out his weapon and block the attack of the wolf.
Fortunately, his perception was better than before, and he quickly reacted in time, saving his head.