"Come at me you trash," Darric provoked.
The werebear let out a baritone roar and charged towards the Alpha. He took on the werebear head-on. With an uppercut, Darric cracked the bottom jaw of the werebear. He could hear the crack and splintering of the bone from the impact of his attack.
But he did not see the claws of the werebear that came from the side. With one full swipe, the werebear slashed down on Darric's side. He did not have time to dodge it. The sharpened claws of the werebear tore through his clothing and dug deep into the side of his ribs.
"Argh!" Darric grunted in pain as he put distance between him and the werebear.
The Alpha dropped down one knee as he accessed the wound. Three clawed marks on the side of ribs. How could he be so careless? Darric had hoped his attack would put out the werebear in an instant. But clearly, the yearning for vengeance was greater than the injury the werebear sustained.
