Chapter 8: A Delinquent’s Baptism
Silas laughed, seeing Dwayne able to keep up with him despite Silas's assassin background—and Dwayne being a mere student.
Guess being part of the game's main cast had its perks.
Spinning around, Silas caught two more wolves lunging at him simultaneously, barely dodging their snapping fangs as he grazed their skin, the white sparkle in his eyes glowing even brighter.
"Twin Flash Fire!"
He yelled, both arms firing concentrated blasts of fire at once, taking out the two wolves in a single strike.
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Silas laughed again as he caught sight of Dwayne handling the rest of the wolves, relying more on brute strength than technique.
"Flame Whip!"
Dwayne roared, conjuring a blazing whip into his hand and incinerating three wolves in one sweeping arc.
Silas grinned widely. Good thing he wasn't stuck with some greenhorns who got queasy at the sight of blood.
Then, another wolf lunged at Dwayne—the last one—its eyes glowing bright red, clearly the leader of the pack.