Still not dead? Abel couldn't help but marvel at the surviving ability of these worgens. If the same thing happened to a human, they would've died a few times already.
"So what if you have amount wolf, you know I have one too." Said Abel softly, crouching down as he looked at captain Flaurling, who had lost all of his strength.
"You... The Woolf family won't let this slip." Cried captain Flaurling, struggling with his last effort.
"Do you think you're going to die so easily?" There was a glimmer of greed in Abel's eyes, and his voice was flat.
"You?" There was a trace of doubt in the captain Flaurling' s slightly distracted eyes.
The answer that captain Flaurling got was Abel's hand. Before he knew, one of Abel's hands caught him by the neck, and the golden combat qi flashed with a great suction that stirred the combat qi in the body of captain Flaurling
