"Ah! Shit! Bunch of bastards! Traitor!"
"For the stability of the tribe. No heir must threaten the new unity."
His claws pierced my flesh and I felt the heat of my blood soaking my tunic, bringing me back to a primal instinct.
As he withdrew his claws, I gathered everything I had left of aura into the sole of my foot. The air around vibrated, charged with static electricity.
With a hip movement, I launched a kick at his knee.
*Crack*
"Ahhhh, shit! Father!"
He screamed, his knee giving way at an impossible angle, and he was thrown backward.
I no longer thought and did not wait for my uncle to return.
I ducked through the opening of the hut, my hand pressed against the wound. Shouts rose behind me. The jungle, behind the camp, called to me with its menacing thickness. I rushed into it.
