As Marion charged at me, I moved sideways and rolled to another side. He was fast, faster than I expected, probably because of his forced rank jump.
Missing me even after attacking unannounced, he seemed pissed. The host was shouting something, but I kept my focus on the enemy ahead.
He growled as he started doing his werewolf transformation; his face morphed to more that of a big wolf type. His height grew to almost 8 ft, his nails lengthened, and his body was covered in black fur.
The eyes, which were red earlier, now I could sense a bloodlust in them. Whatever reasoning was left in those eyes was also fading, fast.
"You are dead, human," he spoke in a thick, grumbled voice, like he was forcing the words out.
"All out from the get-go, okay, I am game," I stated as he charged at me again.
This time I pumped mana into my legs and activated the sigils to jump at least twice the height of Marion.
