Miller stood frozen, his eyes locked onto the fearsome werewolf before him. The creature's low growls reverberated through the air, sending chills down his spine. It was a menacing presence, exuding raw power and a hunger for dominance.
As Miller studied the werewolf's features, a flicker of recognition sparked within him. Though distorted by the transformation, there was a hint of familiarity in its face. It bore a resemblance to Alexander Reynolds, his mentor. A surge of hope swelled within him, believing that somehow his trusted guide had taken on this formidable form.
A broad smile stretched across Miller's face, a mix of relief and excitement. He couldn't believe his eyes—his mentor, Alexander Reynolds, stood before him in his werewolf manifestation. It was the first time he had witnessed his mentor in this fearsome state, and the sight left him in awe. The werewolf towered over him, radiating strength and power that surpassed even Jacob Williams in his werewolf form.
"Mr. Reynolds, I didn't know that was you..." Miller was speaking with a broad smile but his words were interrupted by a sidden roar from the beast in front of him.
"Rarr" The beast roared and it sent it's sharp claws towards Miller's face.
As Miller's words of recognition left his lips, they were met with a sudden, bone-chilling roar that shattered the silence. The beast before him, despite the faint resemblance, was not Alexander Reynolds. It was a separate entity, a primal force that had taken control of his mentor's body.
SPLAT!
The werewolf's sharp claws swiped through the air, aimed at Miller's face with deadly precision. In a split second, Miller's instincts kicked in, propelling him backward to narrowly evade the attack. However, the claws grazed his cheek, drawing blood that trickled down his face. The pain was fleeting, quickly healing thanks to his newfound abilities.
Miller's mind raced as he assessed the situation. 'This isn't Alexander Reynolds or he is no more in control of that body' Miller thought.
The revelation that Alexander Reynolds was no longer in control sent a surge of adrenaline through his veins. The green words that flickered in his vision only solidified the gravity of the encounter—a new quest had been thrust upon him.
[NEW QUEST RECEIVED]
[DEFEAT THE WEREWOLF IN FRONT OF YOU]
[QUEST REWARD]
[AN INSTANT LEVEL UP]
With a steely determination, Miller shifted into a fighting stance, ready to confront the werewolf before him. The quest demanded his victory, promising an instant level up as the reward. It was not only an opportunity to strengthen himself but also a matter of survival, as he faced off against this ferocious predator.
Every fiber of his being ignited with resolve, channeling his training, his newfound abilities, and the knowledge bestowed upon him by the System. In this pivotal moment, Miller would unleash his full potential, combining his wits, agility, and the power surging within him. Victory would not come easily, but with every ounce of his being, he would fight to claim it.
"Rarr" The beast roared again as it ran at full speed towards Miller.
The beast swung its claws several times toward Miller. The beast was way faster than Miller. But how Miller could dodge most of its attack was because he gave in to his INSTINCTIVE COMBAT SKILL. Allowing the skill to make his every move.
WHOOSH!
WHOOSH!
The Beast claws moved so fast. Miller was now scared that he might not keep up.
SPLAT!
Within a mili-second, the beast gripped him on the neck and its sharp claws piercing his neck. A natural human would have died, but because he was a Throsk'Bok, his healing skill kicked in.
With his sharp claws from his right hand still inserted in the poor boy's neck. He threw Miller to the other side with anger.
[HP: 9876/16000]
[HP: 4000/16000]
BANG!
He had hit one of the trees agressively and the tree although very strong broke into two. Miller immediately felt a tremendous amount of pain in his back. His spine bent because of impact, but thanks to his healing ability, the pain didn't last long.
[HP: 1000/16000]
Miller was now in danger mode, if his HP got to 0, he would Immediately go unconscious.
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
So many of his blood were now on the floor, his legs felt weak. He couldn't stand and within seconds.
The beast ran at full speed and pierced his claws inside Miller's thighs and threw him to the other side again.
[HP: 1/16000]
The beast had only touched him twice, but his HP is almost gone. This is a clear sign that this Werewolf is much more Stronger than Jacob Williams.
"Aargh!" Miller shouted.
Miller couldn't bear the pain any longer; he had to shout because the pain had become unbearable, and his healing factor was slowing down due to reaching its limit.
[FAST HEAL LEVEL 2 ACHIEVED]
[ACCELERATED HEALING]
[THE USER'S HEALING ABILITIES BECOME MORE PRONOUNCED. MODERATE WOUNDS HEAL AT AN ACCELERATED RATE, AND HE CAN RECOVER FROM INJURIES THAT WOULD NORMALLY TAKE DAYS IN A MATTER OF HOURS. THIS LEVEL PROVIDES A SIGNIFICANT ADVANTAGE IN COMBAT SITUATIONS AND AIDS IN OVERALL PHYSICAL RESILIENCE]
If Miller gets hit again, he will automatically faint.
Miller was on the floor, his face downward. The beast was now standing in front of Miller and then it sent out its claws again.
WHOOSH!
WHOOSH!
Miller dodged them all successfully because of fear, that he might go unconscious and clearly from the beats movements and behavior, he knew if he goes unconscious the beats wouldn't waste time to chop its head off.
The beast, with anger, used its left hand to lift Miller off the ground. This was a testament to his strength as he used only his left hand to raise the eighteen year old boy with ease.
Miller looked at the beasts with fear in his eyes. Miller was terrified of his HP reaching zero, and the System had just confirmed the danger.
[THE USER'S HP HAS GONE DOWN DRASTICALLY]
[IF THE USER HP REACHES ZERO]
[THE USER WOULD GO UNCONSCIOUS UNTIL HIS FAST HEAL SKILL KICKS IN]
Miller clearly understood what that Message meant. He needed time to heal and it wasn't like he was going to have such like because of the beasts in front of him.
"Hmmm" Miller tried to hold the pain, he was feeling.
The WereWolf was using his left palm only to squeeze his neck, not his claws or anything and then finally the Werewolf loosed his grip allowing Miller to fall on the floor.
"You can get stronger than this..... You can become The Perfect LOKI LUPIN... You just need More Training..." A voice said.
Miller turned to look at the familiar voice and behold, he saw Alexander Reynolds in his human form, smiling at him.
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