Origin Of Evil 16 Fighting The Beas

A tall figure, about two meters tall, covered in hairs, sharp claws… For Dorian, there was no doubt about the nature of this creature, it was none other than the terrible Werewolf.
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It was currently facing off against a man, who was trembling all over, staring in fright at the beast. Dorian had entered the room in Stealth mode, along with Fade, so the Werewolf didn't notice him, but the man looked at him.

Fortunately, for Dorian, before the man could utter a word, the Werewolf jumped at him, tearing him apart with a single claw.

Dorian was ready to a.s.sault it when suddenly it turned around, staring in Dorian's direction. Dorian could finally see its face, which was covered in blood, the man was probably not its first victim today.

The beast suddenly said with a raspy voice, which was more akin to a growl than an actual sentence "You… I smell you, intruder… A hiding rat, let me TASTE YOUR FLEs.h.!.+"

With a howl, it jumped at the entrance of the room, using both its claws to destroy Dorian's hiding spot. But as soon as it did, the beast noticed something strange, there was no blood.

But it was too late, as it felt two daggers slash at its back. One of the daggers did nothing more than a scratch, not even tearing the flesh, but the other went through without a problem, slas.h.i.+ng apart one of the beast's back muscles.

The Werewolf howled in pain and turned around, slas.h.i.+ng at its attacker, but he was gone. Rage filled the beast and it started releasing a red aura, which seemed to strengthen it.

Dorian, who was hiding in a corner, looked on with a frown. He just discovered that only his [Sampau's Claw] could actually damage the beast.

But if he struck a weak point then it would most certainly still damage it. But now, with this red aura, if it strengthened its defense too, then even weak points would stop his Steel Dagger.

Thoughts converged in Dorian's head, and plans were created. As the Werewolf finished its transformation, Dorian threw one of his sub par daggers.

But he didn't threw it at the wolf, but at a vase nearby instead. The beast instantly jumped toward the vase, tearing apart everything around.

This allowed Dorian to confirm his fears, the beast had really gotten faster, and stronger. So it was either an overall enhancement, and Dorian was pretty much screwed, or it was berserk mode of sorts that increased attack and lowered defense.

Dorian then threw another dagger, at another corner of the room. The wolf seemed to have lost its intelligence though, as it lunged again at the sound, falling for the same trap.

As it was ravaging the area, Dorian ran to his previous dagger, grabbed it and attacked the wolf. This time, he used both his daggers to execute Kidney strike, each one aiming to one kidney.

But his fears revealed to be accurate, as this time even his [Sampau's Claw] could barely pierce through the flesh, and couldn't even reach the kidney.

But Dorian wanted to rely on the paralysis effect this skill brought to cripple the beast.

However, he had miscalculated this time. As he side stepped to attack the beast's weak points, he was shocked to see the beast move. He didn't have the time to react and the beast clawed at him.

All Dorian could do was to slightly turn around, causing the claws to only hit the right side of his chest. This still sent him flying though.

Dorian's body crashed into one of the earthen walls, making the room tremble, and fell to the ground, blood spraying around. The beast licked its claws, enjoying the taste of Dorian's blood.

Dorian could barely remain awake, his eyes threatening to close themselves at any moment. But thankfully, or not, the pain finally came in and Dorian was brought out of his reverie, the agony waking him up.

Yet, despite the immense pain he felt, Dorian forced his body to roll away, barely dodging another attack from the Werewolf.

Dorian thanked his luck when he discovered that the Werewolf's claw went through the wall, and it had trouble taking it back.

He wanted to go into stealth, but his blood would attract the beast, and it wouldn't even need its eyes to locate him.

The room suddenly shook violently, and Dorian saw the Werewolf taking its arm out of the wall. It suddenly gave him an idea.

Dorian looked around and chose an untouched wall, before glancing at the beast. It was already rus.h.i.+ng at him. Dorian threw the dagger he had picked up earlier, toward the beast's eyes.

The beast reacted on instinct and covered its eyes with its arms. As the dagger went into contact with its flesh, it broke itself, doing the wolf no damage. The beast grinned and attacked in front of it with both claws, covering a large area with its long arms.

But damaging its eyes had never been Dorian's aim. When the beast covered its eyes, it also blocked its sight, and it thus failed to see Dorian roll away, running toward the door.

The Werewolf's immense strength teared open the wall, going deep into it, and causing the already weakened room to be damaged even more.

The beast didn't understand what was happening though and looked around in confusion, wondering where its prey went.

Using its snout, it turned around and saw Dorian at the door of the room.

It ran on all four to reach Dorian when the trembling room started breaking down. The wolf finally seemed to regain some of its intelligence as it picked up its pace, trying to get out as fast as possible.

But it was too slow. A big rock fell on one of its hind legs, crus.h.i.+ng it. The Beast looked at its leg viciously and decisively slashed it apart before jumping through the door.

That wasn't enough though. Before it could completely get out of the room, the room completely fell on itself, and the beast's lower body was crushed under the ruins, leaving only its upper body.

Dorian looked at the dying beast in relief, and fell on the ground himself, unable to move. But as he thought he had finally won, he saw despair.

The dying wolf howled and its body began transforming, its muscles and bones s.h.i.+fting, its hairs disappearing. It finally transformed into a man. But more importantly, he had his two legs.

The man looked at Dorian and said with a weak voice "You little rat, you almost killed the great Arteon!"

He began walking toward Dorian who asked in an even weaker voice "Who are you?" Arteon replied "I am the dignified 10th Stinger, Arteon, as well as this region's Alpha Wolf! You can be proud of dying by my hand!"

Dorian smiled and said "Good, you are my target. Could you listen to a dying man's last words though?" Arteon frowned but still said "You are a great warrior, you deserve this honor. Speak, be quick!"

Dorian asked "Where is the Leaf's family?" Arteon laughed out loudly and said "So that little s.h.i.+t asked you to save his family? Too bad, I already ate them!"

But in the middle of his laughing fit, he stopped abruptly, before coughing blood and kneeling. He continued coughing before asking with rage "What have you done to me!"

Dorian forced his body to get up and said with a smile "I poisoned my daggers, so the poison is still taking effect despite your form change… Interesting."

Arteon's eyes grew wide in rage as he said "You treacherous b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you have no honor! What kind of warrior are you?!"

Dorian walked toward Arteon and said "The kind who survives, idiot wolf." Before Arteon could say another word, both of Dorian's daggers stroke, beheading him.