"Oh well, what do you think would happen between the two of them?" Zeke asked.
"I'm really not sure. I've got my money Otto. I've seen him fight and he is insanely strong, he is the heir to the position of lord so it's a given."
Abel didn't reply to his question, and his eyes were still locked onto this Keagan as he walked away. Him and his friends were in the halls, also watching this meeting between the two strong students.
However, he had caught a very odd scent. The scent reminded him of his own. He knew that he had a smell that was different to other humans entirely. It was like chemicals that were too weak for humans to properly pick up, but vampires also had a unique scent.
He was starting to pick these smells up more effectively, and could tell when Zeke was near just from his unique smell.
This scent he had got was not one of a human. It wasn't one of a vampire or werewolf, either. It was new to him, but he could tell that it was something different.
"Hmm. Would he really be a supernatural? He didn't seem like it, and come to think of it, he probably wouldn't know how to cultivate if he was. Judging from what people have been saying, this man definitely has a dantian so he should be human." Abel surmised, deep in his thoughts.
*****
On the stone roof, in one of the streets of Ansita stood, was Arwin. He was shirtless, with his battle markings across his skin, and wielded an iron blade that was sizzling.
Due to the surrounding heat, it was much easier to keep his blade at this high temperature and he then leaped forward onto the roof ahead of him.
"So, where is that damn alpha?" He wondered, jumping from roof-to-roof.
Beside him was a cultivator doing the same, but he cut the man off with his intense speed. He was forced to slide to a stop, nearly falling off the building they were on entirely.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" The man shouted in annoyance.
"Apologies, sir." Arwin politely replied, before giving the surroundings another gaze.
He arrived at one of the forest-like areas of the city. In some quarters, it resembled a desert, while others looked more like streets that you would find in a city within a grassland or forest.
Slowly stepping forward, he surveyed his surroundings and made sure to take slow, light steps in his advance.
Shave! Shave!
Inside the forest was a lightskin man with long dreadlocks. His dreadlocks had been tied into a ponytail, with a few dreads coming down over the front of his face.
His eyes were a hazel colour, and he looked to be around 6'0 with a muscular physique. Even though he was just 6'0, he looked to be around 90 kilograms.
Arwin whipped his dagger into a reverse grip, but this movement was all the man needed. He became totally silent.
Totally still.
Both fighters came to an abrupt stop, with Arwin keeping himself sealed behind a tree trunk.
However, the man lifted off the tree trunk he was sat on, and his eyes glowed purple.
Fwoosh!
Arwin revealed himself, and revealed a short, thick scroll that he launched toward this man.
The man didn't seem affected by this throw, and stepped past the incoming scroll with ease.
BOOM!
A large explosion was given off, dispersing droplets of burning vervain in all directions. Several drops of the substance landed on the man's back, making him hiss in pain.
"You revolting hunter! You picked a fight with the wrong person!" He declared, as greens scales began to show up across his body.
His hands and forearms became totally cloaked by these scales, and a slivering tail was revealed from behind him, that looked large and strong.
He smiled, revealing the six fangs that he now had, four on his upper set of teeth and two on his lower set.
He also had large claws that weren't like those of a werewolf. They looked longer, and thicker.
Snarl!
Arwin looked scared upon seeing this man approach him but he exhaled calmly and took on the first punch that was headed his way. This punch caused his entire body to shake, and he could even feel the force within his torso.
This hurled him right off his feet, sending him rolling and tumbling away with a broken arm.
"He's like that Nudra vampire!" He whispered to himself, lifting up onto one hand and one knee.
His broken arm remained suspended by his torso, and he revealed a healing pill to crunch on it. Upon taking just the first crunch, in a flash, the weredragon was already ahead of him and kneed him in his chest.
His knee crushed his sternum and also launched the man backward.
Being lifted right off his feet, he was left to slide away and he grunted in pain. It was like hot flames covered his chest, and the pain only intensified with every breath that he struggled to take.
The beat down continued, and Arwin could do nothing to resist. This man was far faster, stronger and more durable than he was.
Arwin, after coughing alarming amounts of blood, shouted in rage and rushed in to punch the man in his face.
Upon doing so, his head didn't even move, and all he did was smile to reveal his set of fangs once again.
As Arwin remained stood in place, the taller weredragon grabbed him by his neck and began powerfully squeezing.
He struggled to breathe, and he soon pulled his fist away to try and remove his hand from his neck.
"I'm an alpha, did you really think that you could take me down alone?!" He asked, squeezing on his neck more powerfully.
With his other arm, he dug into his chest and began digging deeper, and he was aiming right for his heart. Every few seconds he would push further into his chest, making him scream in pain.
Arwin could do nothing to resist the power of this alpha. If they were going to go head-to-head, using brute strength, there would be nothing he could do.
He pushed further, making Arwin grunt and shout in pain again. Blood started profusely dripping down his body, and he was looking weaker and weaker by the second.
Revealing another short scroll of parchment, the black inscriptions on it glowed as blue qi enveloped it. He launched the scroll right for his head, landing head on.
"AARGH! You annoying pest!" The weredragon roared in annoyance.
Even if he possessed amazing amounts of power, every supernatural species had their weakness.
Arwin strugglingly ate another healing pill that removed him of most of his injury, and he could feel that he had grown significantly stronger.
As long as he could survive the initial assault from his enemy, the powers of the supernatural hunter would allow him to continue fighitng.
The burns across the man's skin slowly faded away, but he continuously shouted and hissed in pain. He had a healing factor, but this didn't mean that burning hot vervain touching his skin didn't feel like agony.
Looking back up, his eyes now had a new sense of fury and rage. He barely even gave himself a second before leaping right at the hunter again.
His limbs were stretched out far, and he descended with a powerful slash.
This time, though, Arwin did not fall, and just consumed another healing pill to remove himself of that injury. The alpha charged in again, but his blue aura of qi took form.
He revealed an iron dagger that he drove into the weredragon's stomach, before landing a sequence of newly powered punches to his face.
As the last punch had landed, blood was now dripping from his nose. This weredragon incredulously looked at this hunter, wiping the blood that had dripped out from his nose.
"Why do I feel so weak? I already healed from the vervain what did you drug me with!" He roared, attacking the hunter.
Arwin took the incoming punch and still felt a heavy impact he struggled to endure. However, his body had grown stronger a substantial amount upon taking hit after hit from this alpha, and he blocked the attack so it didn't cause too much damage.
The weredragon remained stood again, unable to understand how this fight was still going on. Judging from how weak he was in the first minute of battle, only two of his attacks should have taken him out.
As he glared at the hunter, the scales on his body expanded over his skin. During this, his tail grew even longer than it once was, and his muscles enlarged.
He grew taller and taller, growing past even two metres, and approached the seven foot mark. Even with such a stature, he still looked large and muscular.
His scales had now fully covered his skin, and his face shifted to resemble that of a reptilian dragon.
"ROAR!!!" He exclaimed, causing vibrations in the air.