Nothing hurts men like him who take pride in their werewolf powers other than belittling that thing which they are so proud of.
And Joanna didn't fail to take advantage of it.
"Tonight, my name will no longer be Mark if I don't rip off that darn mouth of yours...," He said and swung a punch at Joanna's mouth.
Joanna effortlessly blocked his punch with her palms. She did this without moving a step away from her previous spot; something that only a few people in the Kingdom could do.
"Then I bet you will have to change your name tonight," Joanna smirked and grabbed his hand in which he had failed to retract.
Her right hand glowed red and almost immediately Mark's long sleeve black shirt caught fire.
Joanna let go of his hand and moved backwards. Mark frantically tried to quench the fire but for some reason, the flames refused to go out no matter how many times he beat it with his other hand.
