When Feodor landed from his backflip, he was within a tower constructed of gold and silver. He touched down with his claws still extended. Because of its hooked nails, one of his hands that landed on top sank into the silver despite the metal's resistance to being penetrated. He displayed the fangs that were attached to his werewolf mouth and looked intently at the witch. His dreadful radiance emerged, and it seemed as if he was flummoxed by the realization that after having died and then coming back to life, he was still able to regenerate this shade of power that he had.

It sounds like a crack is coming...