*Brody*
I don't know who dealt the first blow, but the force with which they fell on my skull made my wolf howl and retreat slightly. When the dark dots stopped obscuring my vision, I noticed that it was not the disgusting woman who dealt them to me, but rather this elegant guy with an appalling smile, pummeling my wolf's skull with his fists. His impact force was so great that I saw not only the dots but felt terrible pain and heard the cracking of his skull. I don't know who this guy was or how old he was, but despite his frail frame, he had the strength of ten oxen. His appearance could deceive anyone, and unfortunately, I fell victim to this trick and suffered myself trying to move away from him long enough for my wolf to heal the resulting crack.
"That's funny." He laughed, standin
