Two figures continuously collided in the clearing. Onlookers couldn't even make out their precise movements, only hearing the constant clang of striking metal and the grating sound of friction.
The power exerted between the two was directly evident on the ground. The freshly tilled, soft soil was now pocked with craters, the original turf and dirt splattering everywhere as the earth was ravaged by their wild forces.
With a ZZZT, a shower of sparks erupted as the two figures violently disengaged. Only when they steadied themselves could they be identified as Lance and the Warwolf, now transformed into a Werewolf.
By now, the two had been locked in a fierce battle for a long time, and Lance had lost all his initial arrogance.
It was the first time since arriving in this world that he had encountered such a tenacious foe.
