Suddenly, the deep anger in the eyes of Black Sharkman Fasra receded back into its heart, and it had turned to Grandmaster Werewolf, controlled by me.
"Micheal Zaar, I have heard a lot about you, most of which I had thought were exaggerations, but it seemed like they are not," It said, without a hint of emotions in its eyes.
"Well, I had also heard a few things about you, especially about you running away with your tail tucked between your legs from when you fought against lady Vivian," I replied, with my mouth and also with the mouth of the Werewolf.
I could see all the anger that it had hidden second before appearing in its eyes in an instant before once again receding back into its eyes.
"Well, there is no need to get aggressive when we could talk civilly," It said, and I nodded. "Yes, we could, but finish it within two minutes and forty seconds, as you the process begin by then," I replied, and surprise appeared on his face for a second.
