561 DLXI. The Versatile Warrior (1/2)
”Mmhh... that boy must have some trouble with his weapons! Hihihi! Looks like it just burned! Hihihihi!” the enemy warrior said, remaining in the same position and witnessing the scene behind Thyrius, who after hearing those words, made one last effort and turned his gaze in Dag's direction.
”... my family... thousands of innocent people... I can hear their screams, their fear... you ruined my life, sons of bitches!... grr... rr... arrghh... rr....”
Dag's breath became more and more like that of a ferocious animal, and his right hand, which had just been burned, immediately stopped shaking.
The end of the dark matter that enveloped his arms, at the wrists of both hands, began to boil as if it was sensing the powerful heat generated by the late Giantbane.
The dark covering around Dag's hands tore apart and apparently for no reason, it stuck back around his fingers, releasing the gray smoke it emitted during the condensation phases.
Under the incredulous eyes of Bloodfang and the Keeper, huge dark claws wrapped in a thin fiery aura sprang out of Dag's hands, which increased in shape and size, becoming much larger and longer, releasing a considerable amount of heat.
”Urgh! It's not possible! Uaargh!” exclaimed Thyrius, although his throat was still tightened in the hands evoked by the power of the enemy, whose eyes seemed to point towards Dag, despite the bandage that continued to cover them, made them invisible.
”I can't believe it... I feel it! I feel the fire in my hands! This incredible power within me, in my arms and in my legs... I've never felt such great firepower in my life!” Dag thought, who slowly opened his eyes and looked at his hands, remaining incredulous at what he was looking at.
”... Blood... Red... Claws... but... but you are not...” Bloodfang continued to whisper, while his eyes began to ajar.
”I'm not what?! A wolf?!” Dag exclaimed, who looked up at the two men in front of him and revealed his new enhanced form.
Unlike other times, during which his power had combined with the elements of weapons, granting them greater power, this time it was the power of fire that entered him, in exactly the same way that lightning had done many times, after inheriting Magni's hammer and in addition to the usual purple eye, the other eye had also changed its color, becoming of an intense and bright red, which in the darkness of that corner of the room looked like a shining ruby.
”Grrraaargh!” with a less pronounced roar than that of a normal werewolf, Dag snapped forward, initially pushing himself with his arms, resting his hands on the ground.
”Now, you die!” he said, without yelling and trying to catch a glimpse of the real eyes hiding behind the Keeper's face bandage, whose expression suddenly changed, not expecting such a quick reaction from who, until a few minutes earlier, seemed just a kid playing the blowhard.
Dag's movements were so fast and precise that the opposing warrior failed to intervene, knowing that if he moved his hands off the ground, the grip on Bloodfang would be interrupted and the enemies to face would become two.