Chapter 37- Unreal
Julian stood tall, blood dripping from his battered clothes as his dark aura exploded outward like a storm. The oppressive force of his presence swept through the open hall, sending a chill down every spine. Brandon’s eyes widened, and for the first time, fear flashed across his face.
"Don’t just stand there, kill him!" Brandon roared at the werewolves.
But Julian’s eyes glowed ominously as he activated his skill [Domination]. An invisible wave of power slammed into the werewolves, forcing them to drop to their knees, whimpering and trembling like beaten dogs. They bowed their heads, unable to resist the absolute authority exuding from Julian.
Brandon’s voice cracked in disbelief. "No... I’m the alpha! They should obey me!"
With a furious snarl, he lunged at Julian with his claws. But Julian’s eyes flashed coldly, he sidestepped the attack, grabbed Brandon’s wrist mid-swing, and countered with a brutal knee to the gut. Brandon gasped, the air knocked from his lungs, before Julian slammed him down and climbed on top of him.
Julian’s fists came down like hammers, once, twice, over and over. Each strike cracked bone and splattered blood across the stone floor. Brandon tried to raise his arms in defense, sobbing incoherently, but Julian’s rage was unrelenting.
"P-please... stop...!" Brandon choked through broken teeth.
Julian seized him by the throat, lifting him off the ground with inhuman strength, then smashed punch after punch into Brandon’s abdomen. Brandon’s body convulsed before Julian hurled him across the hall. Brandon crashed to the floor, coughing blood, panic and horror etched across his mangled face.
Frantically, Brandon turned his eyes to Derrick, who stood frozen in terror. "Derrick! Bring Ken! Teleport me out, NOW!"
But Derrick stood paralyzed, legs shaking uncontrollably as he stared at Julian. Brandon’s fury turned to helpless desperation. "Useless fool!" he screamed.
Julian stepped forward, his eyes burning with murderous resolve. He slammed his fist into Brandon’s stomach, folding him like a ragdoll. Another punch snapped his head sideways; then Julian smashed an uppercut into Brandon’s jaw, sending teeth flying. Again and again, he pummeled him, each blow turning Brandon’s face into an unrecognizable, bloody mess.