Gray Wolf raised his arms. His bulging muscles grew bigger and bigger by the second. Soon, his arms burst through his shirt sleeves and showed that his arms were twice their size and covered in long, thick hair.
Luther could recognize his power right away. Although Luther had been nervous, he went on to attack the man with his sword.
Gray Wolf smiled coldly and tried to grab the blade. He was confident in his own speed and ability to stop the attack.
However, just as the blade was about to him hit, Luther loosened his grip and ducked. He rolled over and put his palm on the ground. Just as his hand hit the ground, a stream of ice shot out from his palm.
The line of ice struck straight along the ground and reached Gray Wolf's feet. It climbed up his shoes, freezing his ankles so he could
