Kapitel 217: The strongest werewolf alive

I looked up at the clear sky that was slowly turning grey. Even nature was warning me to stop exchanging a few blows with the strongest werewolf alive. I peeled my eyes from the sky back to the person standing several feet away from me. 

"Ughh... I think he broke my skull," Hugo grunted, pushing himself up only to slump back when Deimos stepped his foot on his back. 

"My lovely children, drag these foolish brothers of yours to the side. I would like to chat with my daughter-in-law." The side of Deimos' lips stretched until his teeth were showing, eyes fixed on me. "Consider this as an honor, my angelic daughter. It's been a very, very long time since I stood on the training grounds, for there was no worthy who can last more than a minute."