The warrior's body expanded along with the fur growing on his arms and his back. His fur was a shade of dark brown and ash.
His leather strapping expanded as his body getting bigger.
And after a quick moment, the war-sword he held was now like a toothpick after he swung it to the approaching Kruka-toa, sweeping them off their feet and some were thrown.
The beasts fared as well. After the advancing warriors were taken down, the shooter behind immediately followed quick shots that grazed the candidate's shoulder.
His mouth opened in a growl then pounced at the Kruka-toa shooters.
Ned watches as the fight unfolds from above the tree.
The candidate was good in a fight. For a Were, he was quite efficient in distributing his speed and strength as he got no problem switching his pace depending on the enemy. He goes fast whenever he saw the archers were about to shoot him and save his strength when he knew that his enemy was weaker than him.
