A knife scar blossomed across Allot's back. The cut was deep, nearly reaching the bone, and the excruciating pain of flesh and soul being torn apart forced a frantic roar from the werewolf.
He spun around and sprang off the ground, charging at Wen Lie as if he had truly transformed into a vicious beast.
Wen Lie's eyes were vacant, the Demon Blade held vertically before him. He executed the techniques learned from Zhao Yinkong to their absolute limit, not to go head-to-head with the werewolf, but simply to keep this battered body functioning for as long as possible.
Chapter 32