Dangerous Aura

The immense force tore through the Composite Armor, and blood seeped from Corporal Gene's abdomen.

Gritting his teeth, he raised the Dominator. The cracked muzzle made Greyback sense danger.

With a boom, Greyback was blasted out of the building by the thick beam of Annihilation Mode.

"Captain!"

Corporal Gene loosened his grip on the smoking Dominator slightly, signaling that he was fine.

The claws had torn through the armor, but beneath it were more than ten layers of Kevlar fiber, which provided excellent protection against slashing and piercing.

Compared to the strength of other werewolves, Greyback seemed as though he had come from another dimension.

"Stay alert." Corporal Gene pressed a hand firmly over the claw wound in his abdomen. "My Dominator only has half its charge left. He should recover soon."

Outside the building,

Greyback, his entire body charred black, trembled as he climbed out of the deep crater in the ground.

That terrifying energy had burned away his thick fur completely. Although his cracked skin was healing, the pain covering his body had not eased in the slightest.

He struggled out of the crater. His once-yellow eyes had turned an unnaturally crimson under the glow of Fiendfyre.

Such a grand operation was clearly a hunt—a hunt somewhat different from the ones he knew so well.

"Awooo—" Greyback climbed from the pit and raised his head toward the full moon overhead. The wounds covering his body began healing faster.

He was the prey? No, those Muggle toy soldiers were supposed to be the prey!

Danger. It was the scent of danger.

Greyback suddenly raised his claws, blocking a thin beam aimed at his forehead.

He bared his fangs and charged forward, every step kicking up gravel and dust.

Inside the building, Baker and Jensen, who were responsible for sniping,