Chapitre 206: It Will Be Tight

The Werewolf used its claws that were dug into Louis's back and spine to lift him off the ground and slam him into the ground face first in an impact that surely must have crushed every bone in his body. 

When it raised its clawed fist, Louis raised his face, bloody and smashed in as it was, out of the ground to let out a long weak wheeze. The realization that its action had not killed the Mage only made the Werewolf more excited as a wide grin spread across his lips and raised his fist to try again. 

*THWIP!*

*BAM!*

Five watery-blue tentacles struck out and slammed into him to force him away before he could. They only managed to push the Creature about two feet away from Louis because it stood its ground and locked in its knees so it slid across the ground hard enough to leave grooves.