Each punch pounded against the werewolf's skull as cracks began to form, thereby causing the werewolf to collapse on the ground as he had lost the ability to breathe and think.
With only rapid whimpers passing out through its lips as it closed its eyes for good.
Lucien released his hands and stood up after seeing that the werewolf was now a corpse.
But before he could react, a sudden force collided against his back, sending him reeling backwards as he fell face first on the ground.
"What the hell" Pulling himself up to his feet, Lucien turned back to see what had thrown him off balance only to see the bleeding body of Martin laying on the ground as he attempted to get up, except doing so with great difficulty.
Well, he wasn't also looking too good, but he could tell that Martin had it worst as he could see that something sharp had torn open his uniform and had pierced through his stomach.
"Are you okay?" Lucien asked as he held out his hands.
