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Fire in the Rain

Chapter 3 : Vehicular Supremacy

Word Count: 1036    |    Released on: 16/02/2022

just as they figured before, the big-rig matched the strength of an ironclad knight with a seemingly thick shield. Its enormous size powered d

tion in that regar

s?" Loga

h. The truck operator soon faced their soon-to-be hijackers. The heavily ar

feared. The truck passenger, another armed human, hurried to cock his pistol. Logan's monstrous red claws latched onto the driver

burst of shotgun missed its mark. And it wasn't any ordinary silver, either. It was mythril-a common bane amon

ld handle

g guards fired off two shots. Logan snarled from the searing pain that took his shoulde

guards kept firing. Logan hurled into them. His ripped muscles like the making of a brute. Dark claws slashing in barbaric acts to dism

emerged fr

size was big enough to hold more than just a vault, after all. "I'm going!" Zamson said aloud. He quickly flashed a g

seat. Perched at Pandemona's hood, Zamson launched from his car and-in a mid-burst of moondust-became the wulvyn of black. He landed be

ming. Each pull of the trigger scored them a gash of fur and flesh, but not a si

two hit the road in a tumbling mass of bone-cracking death along the highway. The sheer br

s on, and four more guards firing off at him. Bobbing and weaving, he wrestled one of the guards until they became his meat shi

legant shape, the black werewolf slammed his whole weight into the vault. The guards didn't see this one coming, thrown

vyn ears, throwing off from the oncoming

, who'd wish that he took the cowards path and fled the vault's

e crack of man skull that crackled off behind the backward thrash of h

at that. By climbing the truck's cabin, he pounded his burly wulvyn fists into the ca

tossed his part

fragments of silver shooting into the sky like shimmering stars of death. Logan

Zamson's Pandemona, but not as prepared for the terrible claws of a berserker

ght. Logan vaulted over the cabin, throwing himself into the windshield. The riders cursed in sho

uman parts flung from the truck's driver side. The big rig swerved uncontrollably, charging o

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