Levi was impressed with his friend, he could sure take a beating. He could barely keep his eyes opened but he was still standing, it was unclear whether it was his will alone or it was because of the beast refusing to let him go.
But he knew if nothing changed, if this kept going he would eventually give out and die. They both greatly underestimated the power of these ancient beasts, they didn't consider its full power they just calculated it according to how strong Conor was during a full moon.
However that couldn't have been further from the truth. It was clear now that alpha werewolves used a fraction of their power during a full moon, Levi was actually scared what Conor would be if he could completely take control.
He knew that for a while he would be insanely stronger than him, but that was also a boost they would need for the upcoming war.
"Moros!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.
