《Wolf Bloodline》Bloody Hands
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After dodging the attack, I ran towards Miron. He used his clever traps to stop me with a spirit attack and threw me in front of a large tree.
The tree shook as I hit it and I turned my head to the top, blowing fire at the branches. As the tree burned, I grabbed the trunk with both arms and pulled it out of the ground.
I swung the tree at Miron. This time, he didn't use his ghost power to escape but tried to protect himself with his arms. I realized that using his ghost power seemed more difficult for him than before.
Miron only used his ghost power when necessary. I knew that in order to win the war, I had to memorize his moves and respond in time. He got up from the concrete stairs he had hit and continued to look at me with aggression in his eyes.
He took off his burning clothes in one fell swoop, leaving only his trousers on. We were facing each other again on the ground floor. We were both on one side thinking about our next attacks. I waited for him to attack.
"You're more of a wolf than I thought," he said. "But you won't stop what I'm doing. I know you want to be like your father but being a hero in the eyes of men is just pretense."
"A man whose only goal is to kill is no hero," I replied.
"That may be so," he said. "But I know people well. They're ungrateful and don't care what you do for them. But they won't forget when you take something from them."
"It's ungrateful not to return a favor and despicable to return evil," I said. "My uncle taught me that and I return favors, unlike you."
Miron attacked with fury at my words. I lunged forward and we exchanged blows without pause. Our strikes were so powerful that the ground shook beneath us.
As I aimed a punch at his stomach, Miron dodged and I prepared to retreat, anticipating his counterattack. But he used his soul power to seize my outstretched hand, pulling me towards him and landing a punch on my face. I managed to escape from the punch he swung with his other arm, slightly recoiling.
As I swung another punch, Miron swiftly pushed my arm down with his elbow and wrapped his arms around my neck, lifting my foot in the air and executing a backflip. Taking advantage of the opening in his defense, I kicked him hard and followed up with a powerful shoulder hit to his chest, channeling all the strength from my legs.
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Suddenly, the spirits behind me on my left and right reached out and grabbed my arms, preventing me from moving and gradually stretching me. With my chest now unprotected, Miron quickly closed in on me, his claws at the ready. I knew I had to gather all my strength and fight back against him, otherwise, a single attack on my heart could prove fatal.
Shouting and struggling to save my arms from the spirits' grasp, I focused my power and managed to break free. However, Miron was already in front of me and I dodged his attack by grabbing his claws. But he persisted, opening his mouth to unleash his poison.
Refusing to back down, I used my head to strike him repeatedly until he disappeared, using his ghost power to evade my blows.
Despite the momentary reprieve, I knew Miron would attack again, and I remained alert and ready for whatever he might throw at me.
After a brief silence, I felt the ground sway strangely. At first, I didn't understand what was happening, but by the time I realized it, it was too late. Miron emerged from beneath the ground and delivered a powerful uppercut to my face.
As I lost my balance, he grabbed one of my legs and swung me back and forth before slamming me to the ground. I couldn't reach Miron, so my only option was to brace myself.
I dug my claws into the ground and quickly spun around to kick Miron with my other leg. He countered with his venom, but I blocked it with my fire and tried to attack him again.
However, he used his spirit power to pin me to the ground and stepped on me to prevent me from getting up.
"Come on, son of Alpha," he taunted. "Is that all you've got?"
I struck his knee with my elbow to free myself from his hold and got behind him. I grabbed his legs and pulled them towards me, hoping to make him fall. But Miron used his ghost power to sink into the ground again without touching it.
I could feel Miron's presence even more now than before. As soon as I turned around, I leaped forward and swung my fist in the direction he had come from.
Miron took my punch and countered with an elbow to the inside of my elbow as I swung my claw at him with my other hand. My claw blocked his attack, but it didn't break my focus.
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Spinning around, I tried to hit Miron once more with the back of my hand, but he threw his arm forward to protect himself from the incoming blow. Acting quickly, I kicked out and managed to hit his chest. I jumped behind him to avoid the claws he extended toward me and countered his kick to my back with a knee strike.
Our anger towards each other grew as the battle intensified. Our fists flew through the air again as Miron blocked many of my incoming punches while trying to use his ghost power. I focused on doing damage with my claws. As I extended my left arm, Miron found an opening and grabbed me, pulling me towards him and hitting me in the stomach with his knee.
To get out of the lock, I tried to throw Miron with the support of my other hand. Without touching the ground, Miron made one more move and disappeared. This time I didn't feel anything underground but realized that an attack was approaching from above.
Miron was falling from the clouds towards me with incredible speed. His spirits trailed behind him like raindrops. To prevent him from reaching me, I slammed my foot into the ground and dislodged a large rock. I lifted it above me as a shield.
This blocked the incoming punches, but also my field of vision. I couldn't see Miron even as I dodged his attacks. After a short time, I hurled the rock toward where I had last seen him.
Miron shattered the rock in mid-air and landed hard in front of me. He transformed into a ghost, making himself invisible. Suddenly, he reappeared and left a large claw mark on my chest. If I had reacted even a moment later, his claws could have pierced my heart.
Miron didn't stop there; he took another swing at my chest. I attacked less than the first time because I was waiting for his energy to run out. Otherwise, he was almost impossible to touch. Every time he used his ghost power, he was one step ahead of me. Not only that, but he could also react very quickly.
Miron was about to use something powerful in his hand. Thinking that my work was over, I waited for him. Using his spirit power, he put hundreds of spirits around the area I was in and surrounded me with them.
I tried to dodge the relentless attacks by using my claws and breathing fire, but they kept coming. Miron, speaking from beyond the spirits, continued to provoke me with his words.
"You will die Ryuu, just like I killed your uncle. And this time, I will make sure to kill Rose along with you."
At that moment when I thought everything was over, endless anger and power were born within me. I couldn't control myself, but this power was too much for me to control. I managed to escape from the spirits that seemed impossible to avoid and started to attack Miron at full speed. Miron, who couldn't understand what was happening, had difficulty responding because his energy was almost depleted. He tried to respond with astonishment but couldn't keep up with my punches.
My hands gradually became covered in blood, but I kept punching with anger inside me without stopping. This wasn't the first time for me, but it would be the last for him. While I fought back with my fists, claws, and kicks, Miron struggled to attack. First, I broke his outstretched left arm and then his other arm. Immobilized, Miron fell to his knees.
"That's what I'm talking about - anger. That's what you are, Ryuu - more savage than me and the others. You live only to kill." he said with a chuckle.
I put my arms around Miron's neck and said;
"Our bloodline and my uncle have been avenged, this is the end of the hunter.
Before Miron could finish, I broke his neck and killed him, his last words as he fell to the ground;
"Alpha..."
I didn't know if he said it for me or for someone else, but I do know that my hands were covered in blood again, I thought I was going to feel good when I killed Miron, but instead, I was on my knees, staring at my trembling bloody hands as if a thousand regrets had been born in me, I think this is exactly what Miron wanted me to do, to be wild and restore the wolf line to its natural state.
After Miron died, Rose's spell was broken, I could see her again, she was no longer bound by the spirits, but she was still unconscious, so I went to her with great excitement and took her in my arms;
"It's all over, Rose, you're safe now.
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