"Arrrgrgrghhhhhhh!!" The werewolf screamed, its veins bulging up, and it began bruising through its skin. It sent another wave of lightning towards Ben, like a net he sent through fish.
Ben was cornered with no other option but to embrace for damage, and the wave of thunder hit him with a blast. While flying in the air, he reduced any lightning damage, but Ben was still thrown back into rubble by the impact of mana.
The blast was big and chaotic; clouds of dust formed in the air, and a small mountain of rubble was present where Ben was thrown just a moment ago. The werewolf, too, dropped to its knees, panting and coughing.
Atkeast a dragon alright fine, what about a coke?