The rage they felt was visible in their faces, the bloodlust emanating from the brothers was intense and suffocating. They were truly enraged, but Emory had no time for their anger, he had a destination to head on to.
Emory's movements were like a blur as he closed the distance between himself and the brothers in an instant and moved even further
Both of the werewolves' eyes widened in shock as Emory disappeared right before their very eyes.
Gary took a step back, "Where did he go?" He asked
"Maybe he got scared and ran away?" Bingo suggested
Gary raised his snout and sniffed around "No, I can still smell him. His scent, it's even stronger. It's almost as if he's beside us" he stated
"You fools, get the hell away from there! That bastard is a fucking sorcerer!!" Tobi's scream tore through the alley
