Chapitre 769: Earth And Metal

When the blood moon werewolf attempted to slash in to Brad with its claws, the blood moon werewolf felt something it had never encountered since the day it had learned to create the perfect version of itself. 

Pain. 

The pain it had experienced through fusing with a beast and the pain it felt now were totally different. The pain it had felt through its entire process was just the method of becoming as he should be. That insanity made the pain seem as if it was just a necessary step. 

Byt the stations of one clawed hand on the dark black and red streaked armor that the possessed armaments and just become… that was real pain. The pain of being weaker. The pain of not being able to fight the opponent in front of him. The pain of losing his position of alpha for the werewolf minions he had created through experimentation.