Winston had noticed it the instant he came to this new world. He only wanted to hug his mate tightly, never leaving her ever again.
Therefore, he turned into his human form while in midair, then landed on the floor in a half-kneeling position. Although he had gotten skinnier, his human form body was still muscular and filled with power.
His breathing was heavy. Looking from afar, it was as if one was able to hear the sound of his breathing.
In a secluded, quiet, and dirty alley, a bunch of ruffians had surrounded a young man, asking him for money. When they heard the sound, all of them looked over in unison.
A naked man stood up from a half-kneeling position. When he stood up, his muscles and bones looked even more magnificent than a martial arts celebrity from Europe or America.
"Terminator?" A voice rang out from the crowd. The person had probably watched too many science-fiction movies.
