Leo struggled to breathe as the massive weight of the wolf bore down on him. Realizing that the beast had no intention of moving, he was forced to absorb him into his beast tattoo.
Taking in a deep breath Leo let out a deep sigh of relief, grateful to have avoided any serious injury. He quickly checked over his limbs, flexing and moving each one, making sure they were still intact.
Leo shot a glance at Ava, who was peeking at him through her thick eyelashes.
"Is the demon's horn its weakness?"
She whispered, her lips curling slightly at the corners. Despite the flutter in his heart at the sight of her smile, Leo felt trapped in the grasp of a monster.
"Yes, it's similar to the ears of elves or wings of angels..."
Clicking his tongue, Leo shifted his gaze from Ava to the sharp bone blades protruding from his elbows.
'How do I control this?'
