Monsters were the creatures that fought the most, so their bodies and regeneration were stronger than any other race except the Vampires, whose regeneration could reach insane levels, so monsters could survive even with the worst wounds.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Massive drops of blood dripped from Wolf's many wounds, seemingly long since he should have run out of blood, but he was still on his feet. His gaze was almost blank, but deep inside there remained a light of hope, as Wolf felt that the power he had sought for so long was near.
"You've done a good job, now there's only one last step left to take." Wain said with a slight smile while the blood from his wound trickled down into Wolf's jaw.
The wolf could hardly swallow the first drops, but gradually he became more and more greedy, drinking everything Wain allowed him.
