The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhrr" a loud painful cry came out of half-dead Shifa Pista.

A wave of terrifying scarlet qi emerged out of her body, startling Ixtal Molarch. He left the tattered leg of the lady and jumped dozens of meters away.

Ixtal Molarch's eyes widened as he looked at the girl in armour, she started to change. Her body began to change, her hands grew, and normal fingers turned into long stick-like claws.

The change added a foot to her height, she was now 6'11 tall, and the armour was torn and thrown away by her.

Her brownish body stood tall, saliva and blood mixed and fell on the ground.

~CRAACK - CLAAKC - CROCCK~

The shattered bones started to reconnect, it felt like she was moving through the process of resurrection.

~AWOOOOOOOOOHHOOO~

A battle howl released from the bottom of her guts, no cloth was present on her body to bury her parts. Her body was different, her chest lacked any hair. However, her legs, arms, head and back had thick rough hairs.

Her melons were visible, however, nobody cared about them at that moment.

The bearman could sniff the smell of danger.

Shifa looked at the 8th Ring, the prince of Bloodfang Kingdom was looking at her with a smile. Her gaze slightly landed at the feet and found that the big golden brown lionman was beneath his left foot.

Ezra waved his hand, and the lady werewolf shifted her focus onto her opponent.

"You finally morphed, very good. It seems your body recovered as well." Said Ixtal Molarch. Be that as it may, contrary to his tone, he was bewildered at the marvel of her morphing.

Since when morphing heals fissures and fixes broken bones, this was alien knowledge even for someone like Ixtal Molarch, who was nominated as the next king of the Bearman tribe.

Apart from the shock, there was not the slightest hint of fear on the face of the bulky bearman.

~GRRRRRR~

The naked werewolf bared her fangs at the bearman, she growled as her mouth foamed. Her brown eyes and expanded pupils had a maniacal impression.

Her body was wide and firm, she looked like a tall dwarf. Despite her height of 6'11, the body of hers was exceptionally wide. She could be considered a bearman of werewolves.

"That's the female of the Shifa family!" Pondered the prince of Bloodfang Kingdom.

Prior to the preparation to join Spirity Bailiwick, Ezra Zephyr read almost every tribe present in the Bloodfang Kingdom as well as some of the extinct tribes whose record was intact.

There were a few strange tribes, and amongst them was the Pista family. A small family of female werewolves, they were not extremely beautiful but their body was something that many men desired. Slim, sexy and firm, what confused the men was the unimaginable might they had despite their petite figures.

They used axes, labrys's and hammers as their weapons. Ezra learnt that Pista is one of the ancient tribes, and his eyes widened. This clan picked his interest because his father praised the Pista family when Shifa came to have her armament.

When he read about them, he found that the real strength of the Pista family lies in their morphed form. Unlike other werewolf families, whose males are stronger than females, this family was the opposite.

The female warriors find a strong male to mate and every male child born will be given to the father and the female child will be raised by the mother and tribe. The strange thing was the fact that the female child was around 5 times more powerful than the male child.

The prince squinted his eyes. "Thus family is mysterious, is it from the upper realm like my Red Wolf family!?" A question was raised in his mind.

"Aarrgh, you bastard." A voice came from below.

Ezra looked at his foot, under which the second prince of Brownman laid in his morph form. "Oops, I apologise your majesty. I was in a deep ponder and inserted unnecessary force without even knowing. Is your majesty okay with the current pressing power, should I adjust a bit, your majesty?"

Victor was not in pain but he was disgusting himself at that moment. His eyes were filled with tears as he said. "Please... don't disrespect me."

Ezra Zephyr smiled. "Your majesty, shut the fuck up." He pivoted his head to where Shifa Pista and Ixtal Molarch were.

Ixtal didn't hesitate and stepped forward, the Earth Shattering Axe in his hand gathered strange small earth-like matter it could find and developed an additional long and strong edge.

His eyes met the eyes of Shifa Pista. "Let's see, what a werewolf's morph form is capable of!" He said as he was getting more and more curious. The features of the morphed werewolf that he read weren't applied here, she was a lot bulkier than a female werewolf should be.

~GRRRRRR- RAAWR- HURRRRR~

She growled like a mad dog, her fingers spread and from far away, the Sky Cracking Labrys responded.

~WOOOOOSSH~

With unbelievable speed, the weapon of Shifa Pista came to her hand.

As soon as she got the Labrys, she howled. "Awooooo"

The Labrys was in her one hand, she swung it wildly. No technique or skill was there, just sheer beastly instincts.

The bearman from Striped Beast Empire was not a pushover, he gripped the axe tighter and moved his arm to meet the blow of the werewolf.

~CLLAAAAANNG~

The spiritual energy of both sides spread like crazy, blood red qi against midnight black qi.

The arms of bearman bulged, and his veins popped out as he put all of his physical strength into that bout.

The same thing was happening with the lady werewolf, Shifa was growling, and her sharp teeth could be seen from far away.

Her large and thick arms had tons of muscles on them, and her breast which changed from size 30 to 40 during morphing hang on her chest like two immovable boulders.

"Get the fuck away!" Bearman yelled.

"Ggrrrrraaawwwwwwrr" werewolf growled.

~BAAANNNG~

One side lost, the one with superiority in might stood while the other was blown away.

Ixtal Molarch stood proud on the ring, the one who lost in might and knocked away was Shifa Pista.

She dashed again, to attack and the same thing repeated.

~BANNG - BAANG - BAANG~

It was already the 74th time, and regardless of what happened, she came at him like a mad ferocious dog.

~BAAANNGG~

She was knocked away, and now Ixtal knew his opponent was not a maniac or anything. Her every attack had an extreme level of killing intent and massive power, he tried to kill her many times but he couldn't think of a way to dodge her deadly attack. The only possible way for him was to face her strike head one and shatter her wrists by the impact.

But for some unknown reason, she became crazier and crazier as time passed. The foam was dripping down her jaws, her strange troubling growl didn't stop for a second.

"RAAWWWR" She went again.

Ixtal gritted his teeth, "Shit, this bitch is insane."

~CLLAAANNG~

Labrys against Axe, a collision of powerful lights.

"Hmm! What!?" Ixtal was shocked.

~BAAAANNG~

The 75th blow knocked the giant bearman away, his arms started to shake. "How is this possible!?"

"Raawwr" the lady werewolf was already at his side.

"Danm it." He raised his axe, but the speed displayed by Shifa was terrifying.

She was holding the Sky Cracking Labrys in two hands, the bearman blocked the attack, and his one hand held the axe. But the might packed behind Labrys was something else.

~CRRRAAAAACK~

A small fracture appeared on his arm that held the axe. "You mad bitch." He threw a straight punch to distract the werewolf. He knew that she will dodge it.

~BOOOOM~

The lady werewolf didn't dodge and it hit her in the chest, she flew away from the impact and fell on the ground with an explosive sound.

"Ugghh, my arm. Is she made of steel" he felt as if his fist hit a gigantic mountain.

Ixtal was lost for words, he couldn't understand why the werewolf had higher strength than the bearman. This is beyond the law and nature of species, no wolf is stronger than a bear when compared in might.

The werewolf finally stood, and she walked ahead. She limped, Ixtal caught that.

"She is injured?" He asked himself

The walk of the werewolf stopped, and her growling dimmed a bit. The bearman stood, he felt pain in one arm but he held the axe with his other.

Suddenly, Ixtal found something strange. Shifa Pista raised the Sky Cracking Labrys in the sky.

Blood-like red qi gushed out of her body as she was about to launch a skill.

"This power?! It's a Gamma layer skill?" The injured Ixtal Molarch became terrified, he had a lot of spiritual energy left in his body. But his red arm was fractured.

"Danm it, only a similar power can stop the gamma layer skill." Murmured Ixtal Molarch as he was about to gather the spiritual energy around him.

Shifa had her eyes closed, the current self of her was completely different from her previous savage form.