[INSPECT]
[NAME: ALEXANDER REYNOLDS]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: BENJAMIN CARTER]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: CHRISTOPHER MORGAN]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: DANIEL THOMPSON]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: ETHAN MITCHELL]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: GABRIEL ANDERSON]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: HENRY ROBERTS]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: ISAAC JOHNSON]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: JACOB WILLIAMS]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: OLIVIA DAVIS]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: JESSICA BENNETT]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: SAMANTHA JONES]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: LUCAS ROBERTS]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
[INSPECT]
[NAME: SOPHIE SMITH]
[RACE: HUMAN (WEREWOLF)]
Miller had just confirmed the fourteen people around him, that they were all Werewolves with his Inspect Skill.
A second later another green word flickered at his retina:
[INSPECT SKILL LEVEL 2 ACHIEVED]
[PERCEPTIVE INSIGHT]
[THE USER CAN NOW OBTAIN DETAILED INFORMATION ABOUT AN INDIVIDUAL'S PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES AND BASIC ABILITIES]
Displayed Words:
- Name: [Target's Name]
- Race: [Target's Race]
- Physical Attributes: [Target's Physical Attributes]
- Basic Abilities: [Target's Basic Abilities]
The Level up notification in his Inspect Skill was not his concern for now. He was just scared of the Fourteen Werewolves in front of him.
"Let's go now." Sophie Smith commanded.
Miller felt like running, but there was no way to escape.
"Just go to the hostel; I would be fine." Miller said to Watson.
Watson obeyed. The reason Watson wasn't worried about Miller was Because he knew that Miller would not be beaten in a teacher's presence.
Miller on the other hand was really scared. If a fight was to break out right now, would his INSTINCTIVE LEVEL 2 SKILL be enough to help him against these fourteen Werewolves?
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Moments later, they entered an office. It was the office of Sophie Smith. The office was big enough to contain all of them.
An awkward silence was present, Miller didn't know what to do. He was still really scared of his life. Behind him were the males with one of them who had a Forearm that was so large that it was almost the size of an average human thigh.
"You can seat down." Alexander Reynolds said to Miller. He was one of the Male teacher that was a Werewolf. He was also their Martial Arts teacher.
Alexander Reynolds had meet Miller before. But at that time, Miller wasn't a Throsk'Bok, so Miller smelt like an average Human. But now Miller Currently had a different smell, which they didn't know what category he belonged to.
"Come on boy, Sit." Benjamin Carter said. He was also a Martial Arts teacher, but he was the one teaching the second year students, Martial Arts.
They all looked at Miller with anger in their eyes, Miller on the other hand was scared to even sit, but with the way they looked at him, he finally sat down.
"System! Am i going to die?" Miller asked the System inside his head. Because of fear.
The Werewolves in the room could clearly hear the sound of Miller's heart beating loudly. They knew he was scared, but they wanted him to become calm.
"This is not the day you will die" The System said inside his head firmly.
"Can my INSTINCTIVE LEVEL 2 skill help me fight all fourteen of these Werewolves at once, or is there a way I can temporarily level up to fight them? I am really scared." Miller said to the System.
The System did not reply to Miller's words; it ignored what Miller had just said, which made Miller even more frightened. He was really scared. Why would the System abandon him at this perilous time.
"Calm down, we are not going to hurt you" Sophie said. She and the others were hearing Miller's heartbeat clearly.
Miller breathed in.
Miller breathed out.
He did that to calm himself down, he was scared, but he still wanted to act cool.
"What exactly are you" Sophie asked.
"Don't tell them you are a Throsk'Bok" The System told Miller before he could even reply.
"I really don't know" Miller replied to Sophie.
"How is that possible." Benjamin replied to Miller's words with anger. He also used his fists to hit the desk and thus making the pen and other things to shake.
"Maybe this would jog your memories," Benjamin said, his voice laced with a hint of ominous anticipation. With a deliberate motion, he extended his index finger, drawing all eyes to his hand.
As the room fell into a hushed silence, a subtle transformation began to unfold. Benjamin's normally ordinary-looking fingernail underwent a dramatic change, its color shifting from its natural shade to a deep, ominous black. The darkness seemed to engulf the nail, as if a shadowy essence had seeped into its very core.
But it wasn't just the color that altered; the nail itself took on a remarkable transformation. It grew longer, extending beyond the expected length of a typical nail, and became exceptionally hard. Each curve and edge appeared as if forged from the strongest, most durable material, resembling a razor-sharp claw.
The metamorphosis intensified, the jet-black nail standing out prominently against Benjamin's hand. Its elongated form possessed a sinister elegance, reflecting the inherent power and primal nature of a werewolf. Its sharpness seemed capable of tearing through flesh and rending obstacles with ease.
The air in the room grew heavy with an unsettling mix of awe and trepidation. The sight of Benjamin's transformed nail held a captivating and foreboding allure, embodying the essence of his lycanthropic nature. It was a visual testament to his supernatural abilities and the fierce instincts that lay dormant within him.
In that moment, time seemed to slow, the world echoing with a profound stillness. All eyes remained fixed on Benjamin's hand as he slowly retracted his finger, allowing the nail to return to its normal state. The dark hue faded, and the hardened structure softened, once again blending seamlessly with the rest of his fingers.
Miller's heart almost left his heart because of fear.
"This kid is too scared!" Benjamin said with anger in his voice.
"How do you think he can even be our LOKI LUPIN for the upcoming Full Moon" Alexander, the other teacher said looking at Sophie Smith.
"Sophie!" Benjamin said to Sophie with arrogance: "You were the one who told us that he would be fit to be the LOKI LUPIN for the upcoming Full Moon, but the way he is scared, I don't think he is even fit for anything".
Sophie Smith without answering started walking over to Miller gradually, her nails were increasing.
Miller on the other hand was wondering what a LOKI LUPIN mean or why was it important for the upcoming full moon. Does it mean that the Werewolves are actually THE UNKNOWN that kill every full moon night.
His heart started racing again with fear Because Sophie was now standing in front of him.
"Do not disappoint me, Miller Edward." She said.
SWAP!
In the blink of an eye, she did what they wouldn't expect. She had hardened her nails and had used it to make a big cut on Miller's forearm.
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