Chapter 108: The Shadow Stalkers

'Hey, clone,' Stark smiled at his clone while the three werewolves were rushing at them.

'...?' the clone turned its head toward the smiling Stark, and almost immediately understood what it needed to do.

They were surrounded by 9 [White Moon Werewolves], 6 of which were currently charging up a [White Beam] attack while the other three tried to waste Stark's time with close-ranged combat.

Under normal circumstances, it would be almost impossible to get away, even while knowing the weakness of the werewolves...

And yet...

Stark's clone immediately put its hands together, then drew a circle in a location where many werewolves were currently located.

And then... it hit the palm if its right hand with a fist of its left.

~FWISHH~

"HEAVEN'S WRATH!" the skill immediately activated once the clone did that, and the giant crimson sparkle in the sky grew more and more above the heads of five werewolves.