Still Beta Zalev

Never before have I enjoyed killing wolves so much.

The rage I felt gave these rascals no chance of survival. When I freed them, they thought they had regained their freedom. The look of surprise on their faces was worth its weight in gold when I told them what the actual case was.

They all knew they were dead when they saw my face. The destructive energy emanating from me was palpable to everyone standing around us. The men all tried to attack me at first, their only hope of hurting me. How wrong they were!

Cries of pain and the thudding sound of bodies hitting the...