"Smart, but not good enough. "
She tried to bite her tongue, but Alexander used his hand to stop her.
"Easy now, can't have you dying on me, but I can't have you thinking I am playing. "
He grabbed her wrist and snapped it causing her to scream. He covered her mouth with his hand to stop her from screaming.
He patted her head with a sadistic smile on his face. Torture was an old friend of his.
"The faster you answer the faster I can decide if I should kill or let you go. "
Suddenly she spoke to him.
"Let me go. The church will hear of this Devil?"
He raised an eyebrow as he got a new piece of information already.
"What is a Devil? Thank you for informing me of a threat. Here.
"
He grabbed her thumb and broke it making her shriek. Once again he stopped her from screaming.
"Come now darling, we got all night. Tell me why you were following me.
"
She closed her eyes as she started to pray, but Alexander squinted his eyes. He could see a type of magic gathering in her mind making him curse.
He snapped her neck and sighed in disappointment.
"Fuck, she was more zealous than I expected. The Vatican in my past life did have its own private forces, so I guess that follows here.
As for this one, she was probably going to pray to inform someone. God maybe? What do you think Ragnarock?"
He saw the wolf shrug as best a wolf could. Alexander rolled his eyes as he started to walk away, but he stopped.
His instincts flared up to the point that it felt painful. He glanced at the corpse as he felt drool fall down his face.
'Don't tell me. '
Alexander grabbed her corpse and looked at her blank eyes. He licked the bit of blood that spilled from her lips.
He felt a rush of energy and the taste was far better than anything he had tasted before.
"Down the hatch I guess. "
Alexander bit down on her head and broke through her skull easily. Blood spilled down his chin onto his hoodie, but now he could not stop.
He removed the clothes as they would get stuck in his teeth.
He did not realize it, but his fangs and teeth became far more wolf-like as he crunched through bone like it was fragile. He went into a shot frenzy as he devoured everything, not even a piece of bone was left.
Of course, there was a bloody print on the ground from all the blood. Alexander came to and realized he had totally devoured her.
On the ground were her torn Exorisit robes, her sword, and her gun. She even had a cross that he picked up.
"She was an exorcist I guess. "
Just as he was about to grab the sword he fell limp to the ground. Ragnarock rushed to his side worried for him, but Alexander was far too shocked to respond.
His body began to convulse and shake in pain.
He felt like his bones began to break apart in waves. Alexander howled in rage and pain as he quickly removed his hoodie and shirt.
His back muscles ripped apart his skin as black fur began to replace them.
He howled at the sky as he began to grow much larger than before. He grew to a height of 4 meters while a second tail emerged from his back.
The moment he acquired a second tail he felt a rush of magic and power that affected his mind.
He was about to go berserk and give in to the rage and instincts of the wolf, but thanks to the second tail he managed to control himself. If that was not enough he felt something begin to grow on his body.
The armor he was promised began to cover him starting with his legs. The more of his body that was covered the worse he felt his instincts become.
He clenched his teeth as the armor reached his neck.
The wolf-shaped helmet began to creep up his face as if wanted to devour him. When the bottom and top jaws of the armor covered his werewolf-shaped head he felt everything begin to lose its meaning.
Before that feeling took over his mind he focused on himself and took control back from the cursed armor. Just as he thought it was over he felt a second rush of rage and hate that made him curse.
'DAMN IT! YOU BELONG TO ME, NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND!'
Around his right hand, a dark purple crackling energy began to appear. A black handle appeared in his hand that he clenched that began to grow into a giant dark purple blade that seemed to be made of glowing purple crystals.
The entire thing was over 3 meters in length, but it still felt as light as a feather in his arms. A dark purple glow began to travel through his veins and even in his brain.
His eyes glowed the same color as the blade in his hands making him glance at it deeply.
It was like he was in a trance as he gazed at the sword that raged and screamed for souls and blood. He placed his forehead against the sword as he felt its name rush to his mind.
'The Dark Star Saber. Whoever named it that knew what they were doing?'
He was barely keeping it together as the instincts of a beast, and two cursed artifacts were not helping him. He did not realize that the Dark Star Saber, the Berserker Armor, and his transformation had unleashed a dark aura over Kuoh Town.
Alexander realized something was wrong when storm clouds began to gather above him. They were not normal as Dark Purple lightning crackled in the side of them.
'Oh shit. '
He placed the sword on his back as he grabbed Ragnarock. He sped away as he used the mana around him to make the wind help him.
He quickly rushed to leave Kuoh Town as he needed to figure out a way to hide the signs of his transformation and items.
Otherwise, every time he used it he would become a beacon.