"You're asking for death!" Kaelan roared. His steel claws struck repeatedly, leaving countless afterimages in their wake.

Andrew's greatsword danced before him, creating a dense web of blade shadows that clashed with the claws, sending massive showers of sparks flying. With a tearing sound, one side of Andrew's body was torn open as a claw barely grazed him, ripping a deep gash that sent blood gushing out.

The werewolf lifted his bloodstained claw to his mouth and licked it. Standing upright, he grinned viciously.

"Boy, you should be careful. Next time, I might tear half your body off."

Andrew's face remained expressionless. The torn wound slowly closed, and the bleeding stopped within moments.

Such rapid recovery caused Kaelan's triumphant laughter to falter slightly.

Andrew exhaled sharply, the sound like a bellows. His chest was pounding as his muscles bulged one by one.

Kaelan's eyes narrowed. His face showed no fear, but his heart was beating fast.

'Is this guy even human