He didn’t have to wait long as the energy washed over his skin, and Lucas could feel it grow stronger with each passing second.
Lucas felt his muscles contracting and becoming harder. The obsidian defense evolved successfully, not only making his skin stronger, but also his muscles.
He was curious how strong his defense had become, but now it wasn’t time to dwell on it as he could hear that the girls had started fighting.
One floor below, Malia and Lydia were already confronting a man; it was the older brother of the wendigo they captured.
While Allison was lurking in the shadows, gazing at the woman who came out of the wall. She noticed a big red palm on the woman’s face, and she laughed inwardly. ’That’s got to hurt.’
The woman was clearly displeased and angry by what happened to her, her fanged teeth fully showed, and the white light in her eyes flickered.
Just as she wanted to attack Lucas once again, a silver light flashed behind her back, and Allison appeared.
Allison waved her daggers straight for the wendigo’s throat, but the monster managed to dodge in time.
Luckily, Allison didn’t waste the chance and swung the daggers down, slicing two bloody wounds on the wendigo’s back.
"Grahhhh!" The wendigo let out a scream of pain and tried to bite Allison, only for her to disappear in an instant.
"I will kill you!" The woman screamed as the pain made her feel even more ferocious.
Just as she thought Allison would hide, she appeared on the wendigo’s right and slashed its arm, disappearing again before the monster could do something.
"Ahhh! You rat!"
"Whoosh!"
In that moment, a dagger flew straight for the wendigo’s neck, but it reacted faster and grabbed the dagger mid-air.
Just as the woman thought she finally did something, Allison appeared in her blind spot and plunged the remaining dagger into her neck.
"You-" The woman’s words stopped as a fountain of blood gushed from her neck; unfortunately for her, the wendigos weren’t even close to the healing of a werewolf.
Allison watched as the wendigo fell to the floor, but once again, only disappointment filled her heart as she felt no energy or the feeling of growing stronger.
Suddenly, a hand patted her shoulder, startling her, only to relax when she felt that it was Lucas.
Lucas smiled at her reaction and glanced at the dead wendigo. He didn’t feel bad that he wasn’t the one who killed it; the energy he could get from them was not much.
He had already killed too many of them, and they were too weak even though it said that some could stand against an alpha or even defeat it.
Of course, when he took Scott into account, Lucas felt that statement had some truth, but almost everybody could fight him, so....
He shook those thoughts away and concentrated on the matter at hand. "Take the opportunity to kill the last one, maybe you will have some luck." He gently touched Allison’s face, then dissolved into the shadow.
She smiled and disappeared from the spot and appeared on the first floor.
The situation wasn’t that bad for Malia and Lydia. Malia had the strength to go toe to toe with the wendigo; only her experience in fighting was on the weaker side.
But that advantage was nullified by Lydia’s terrifying screams, which made the wendigo deeply uncomfortable.
The only thing he was thankful for was that Lydia wasn’t that good at controlling her abilities, because he would have died already.
Unfortunately for him, his mother and father were already dead, so now the two strongest people of the pack were eyeing him.
Not far from them, Lucas stood in the dark watching the fight; behind him was Allison, his figure in front was like a veil, making her presence as low as possible.
Lucas looked behind at her and whispered, "Go for the kill, and use that shot when he’s at the most vulnerable time, the feint move on the other one was pretty good."
"Yes!" Allison nodded solemnly, and her eyes were full of killing intent, even making the wendigo shiver.
Just in that moment, Lydia sent a screaming wave at the wendigo, but he managed to roll away from the blast.
But he wasn’t lucky as Malia had already positioned herself close to him, and when he got up, she stabbed her claws into his stomach.
"Pugh!" He spat a mouthful of blood, and the stabbing didn’t stop as two daggers embedded themselves deep into his neck.
"Good job!" Allison smiled and praised Malia.
Malia didn’t mind the kill steal and smiled happily as she was praised; the only thing out of place was her face, which looked disturbing with the blood all over her.