"Impossible..." Roda murmured, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief as she gazed at the transformed figures of the two Werewolves before them. Despite her incredulity, there was no denying the reality of what lay before her.
"Do you understand what's happening to them, Roda?" Victor, equally puzzled, asked, his eyes fixed on the Werewolves whose presence now exuded a potent Prana. Their sudden surge in strength seemed almost miraculous, considering their previous capabilities as elite individuals.
Roda glanced at her companion, sensing his curiosity, before slowly nodding. "We Werewolves possess what's known as Hidden Bestial Forms," she explained. "It's an innate ability within all of us, but accessing it and breaking through the cocoon of Prana to unlock these forms is exceedingly difficult. Even I and Uncle struggle with it," she added, casting a glance at Rodolf, who observed the scene in silence.
