Nikolai's body began to scream—his muscles ached and bones cracked as he was pushed beyond the limit of his body, finally reaching the limits of his current supernatural body with blood staining his hands and face. He panted while avoiding another fist, letting the thrall lose balance as his knee shot up like a rock, crushing the thrall's nose.
"Hrk..."
"Tsk... so many flies!" The voice of Nikolai was hoarse, and his words slightly drawn out. The colour of his eyes began to fade, returning to a solid red, with both arms unable to remain in his Devil wolf form. Nikolai now had silver fur and claws all that remained with a broken left arm and his black aura fizzling into a weak silver glow.
"Haa.....haa...."
'I can't keep fighting like this... But I am having so much fun!'
He felt like he was dying. His heart pumped at a speed that would kill a normal person, and yet he was still alive, and his heart rate was still increasing.
