Nate moved between the fierce battles he witnessed, between wolves and mercenaries.
But he didn't care about what was happening around him; he just kept running, searching for his way out of this cursed camp.
But there is a saying for the unlucky: "The winds blow contrary to what ships desire."
This is what happened to Nate, who did not want to fight and tried to avoid it in any way possible.
But what will he do if trouble comes to him by itself?
This is what happened to him at this moment. He found long claws stabbing into his abdomen, piercing through it.
The force of the blow sent him flying quickly towards a certain house in the camp with a groan.
"Arrghhh..."
'Arrggh... What?? What happened to me now?! I didn't even notice when it came...argh..' Nate spat out his blood, holding the severe injury on his abdomen with his hand.
'This is going to take a lot of energy... tch... my energy is starting to run out! I feel weak, and the wound is healing slowly.'
He closed his eyes in pain and contemplated the new problem he was facing now.
A wolf with distinctive white fur, its size reaching that of a car.
It looked at the injured Nate with hateful blue eyes.
"Tch... why are you looking at me like that? Maybe your heart won't be at peace until you see me dead, right?" He breathed heavily and endured the light pain to stand on his feet.
The white night wolf didn't give Nate a chance to gather himself, adjusting itself and charging towards Nate, targeting his head with its long claw.
"Oh my God...!" Nate was shocked by the wolf's speed and could see death before him.
But driven by the extraordinary instinct brought about by his cheetah transformation, an electrical signal from his brain reached the muscles of his legs, enabling him to avoid the wolf's claw by an inch from his face, or so he thought.
'I managed to match its speed in this form. But this time, the victory goes to the wolf.'
Nate wiped the wound on his cheek and focused his gaze on the white night wolf emerging from the rubble.
'This wolf is faster and stronger than the other wolves I faced,' Nate moved back a bit, 'hmm... should I run or face it? I doubt it will leave me in peace.'
The wolf ran towards him again, baring its fangs. Its speed wasn't as it was in the previous attack. Nate managed to avoid the attack easily by running to the side, 'Sorry, but I don't want to get injured again; I have a long way to go.'
'The energy required for the [Cell Evolution] skill increases each time its level rises.' Nate avoided the wolf's attack again.
'I must avoid getting injured, or this time it will lead to death because I am not immortal in the end.'
Nate observed and noticed the wolf's movements through several rounds of attacks and discovered that the wolf couldn't use its fast movement continuously, only at specific intervals.
After all, the white night wolf wanted Nate dead as soon as possible, so why not use its strongest attack? The answer was clear.
This movement had a cooldown period before it could be used again. Just like some of the skills I have.
'...!!! So, I should seize the opportunity and attack it with my strongest attack at the moment it finishes its attack.'
Nate waited for the opportunity he was looking for.
The poor wolf began to show signs of fatigue, and its mana levels were close to depletion. Despite that, it didn't kill his brother's murderer. That made his anger reach the skies.
Thus, he had no other choice but to launch another quick attack with all the mana he had.
Without thinking, he charged his mana and pushed towards his cheetah-human form with every drop of his strength.
He succeeded in his last attack, cutting his enemy's chest, leaving three wide gashes bleeding profusely.
If someone came and looked, they would swear they could see Nate's slightly cracked bones.
"Arrgh... tch... I've been waiting for this opportunity... for a long time... but I didn't know you were this persistent."
Nate moved towards the fallen wolf, who started to pant heavily.
"Cough... cough... let's end this feud... [Muscle Rage]... [Rage]..."
He closed his fist, and red smoke emanated from his entire body.
The coup de grace landed on the white night wolf's head with great speed, compressing the surrounding air.
It struck the wolf's head like a hammer, turning it into a pulp of brain matter and blood splattering all over Nate's body.
At the same time.
[System]
[You have killed a weak elite-ranked beast]
[You have gained 300 points]
[System]
[Your level has increased]
[Level 3 (150/400)] —---> [Level 4 (50/800)]
[You have gained a stat point]
[Quests]
[You have killed a weak elite-ranked white night wolf]