In the blink of an eye, Hans transformed into a giant werewolf over two meters tall.
He sprinted, using both hands and feet, agilely leaping among the ruins and the dead.
The Priest's face showed a hint of realization.
"No wonder I felt uneasy, turns out you're hiding a werewolf among you."
"But this aura, it seems somewhat off?"
Quickly, Hans crossed hundreds of meters, arriving in front of the Priest.
The soldiers looked somewhat surprised at this scene; many hadn't seen Hans's transformation due to the cover of the dead.
They assumed it was just another werewolf emerging from nowhere, expected to be a minion of the Demon, yet instead, it fought against the Demon.
But some keenly observed the tattered remains on the werewolf Hans had transformed into.
"Could the Commander actually be a werewolf?"
"Or has the Commander been cursed by that Demon?"
Their faces revealed uncontrollable astonishment, yet no one spoke at this time.
