557 DLVII. Get Out Of My Way! (1/2)

While shouting words of anger at his enemy, Thyrius failed to finish the sentence, warning that the handshake on his abdomen was becoming more intense and had now taken his breath out of his lungs.

”But… how?! Don't you like my power?! Look, very few people were lucky enough to be killed like that, do you know?! Consider it a special gift of mine for you, who are the protagonist of my favorite painting! Hihihi!”

After the enemy's last words, a loud noise broke the silence and the door of the room was blown away, flying over Bloodfang's head, which raised his gaze completely, looking back despite his view being reversed.

”Hihi... uh?”

Even the Keeper, now ready to shatter his enemy's spine, looked up at the door, trying to sense a presence even though his eyes were covered by the bandage.

”Aaaargh!”

Entering as fast as a lightning bolt and leaving an electric trail behind him, Dag flew onto the table, ignoring the fact that Bloodfang was on it, and charged a shot in the direction of the enemy, screaming.

Magni's hammer tried to hit the face of the faceless warrior but he dodged sideways, rising from his chair and detaching his hand from the table.

*booom*

Dag violently crashed into the wall, not hitting the painting for a few inches.

After removing his hand from the surface of the table, the four wooden hands that held Bloodfang still disappeared immediately, crumbling as if they were made of sand and the large black wolf freed himself from his prison, jumping to his feet and placing them on the table.

Pushing with all the force in his knees, the Packmaster shattered the big table and dashed in the direction of the Keeper, ready to hit him with his giant claws.

Dag, realizing that his shot had failed to hit the target despite the speed of execution, turned around and noticed that that big werewolf was Bloodfang, which seen in that form was much more threatening and strong than his human form.

The Keeper, keeping the same eerie smile drawn on his face, stepped back to the wall behind him and put his hand on it.

His power was activated for the second time and a large stone hand came out of the wall, grabbing him as if he was a puppet and quickly pulling him to the right, thus allowing him to dodge Thyrius' sharp shot.

The Packmaster's claws missed the target and scratched the wall, leaving a trail of sparks that spread through the air.