The Elite Wendigos were fearless. They did not hesitate and charged at Carter. An enemy that had killed many of their kinds.
He did not falter and accepted the challenge. The Werewolf rushed forward and slammed head on toward the Elite Wendigos.
A stupid strategy to say the least. But what good was a strategy for a Werewolf. The Werewolf knew no fear and fought only by its instinct.
The Elite Wendigos were not as strong as the Werewolf. Even without all their forces combined.
They scattered away like pin balls, slamming on the wall.
One fell near Carter and slashed at him. For the first time as John Collins, he felt pain.
The claw of the Wendigo went through his skin. Carter stomped its head to pieces.
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It tore out a piece of meat from the side of his body. But that missing part was quickly regenerating. New flesh formed. New skin reached. New fur emerged.
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