"What are you doing?"
Omar barked. The hooded men turned in the direction of his voice. They backed a few steps away terrified by the view in their visage.
Nathaniel struggled to open his eyes. The voice that shouted felt like hope. He didn't want to get any ideas before getting confirmation.
Omar lowered his eyes at Nathaniel, Nathaniel's heart nearly stopped beating, and the transformation in Omar's appearance took a turn for the dark aisle.
"What did you do to him?"
His question resonated in the air. The temperature of the area decreased. Omar ambled forward, and with each step he took forward, the hooded men moved back.
He sauntered over to the spot where Nathaniel lay. The wolf that holding him down whimpered. Omar twisted and raised his hand in the air. Folding his thumb, ring finger, and pinky. Leaving his index finger and middle finger pointed at the wolf.
