Inuarashi moved almost faster than the naked eye could follow.
In a single flash, he was already in front of Randall.
His daggerlike claws seemed capable of tearing space apart.
Even if Kaido had been there, Inuarashi could have put up a fight.
Unfortunately, the opponent Inuarashi faced now was a walking cheat.
By the time Inuarashi realized what had happened, both his claws were already caught.
He could not move them an inch.
It was a strange sight.
A gigantic werewolf had his claws held fast by a human who looked as tiny as an ant.
The werewolf strained with all his might, yet could not budge.
It looked like a staged performance, full of dramatic tension.
"Old dog, what the hell are you doing?"
Cat Viper was unhappy.
I let you have the first strike, and now you're putting on a show with the enemy.
"Stop fucking yapping and get over here! Attack him!
I've got him!"
Inuarashi roared, his face contorted.
The fur on his back stood on end.
Cat Viper froze at his words.
The next second, he appeared behind Randall.
A pair of Soul-Sundering Iron Claws raked toward the back of Randall's head.
At the same time, Inuarashi began straining as well.
But even though his feet dug craters into the ground, he failed to advance so much as a millimeter.
Then his vision suddenly blurred, and his body felt weightless.
Everything spun around him, and he felt himself crash into something.
It did not hurt much. Whatever he had hit was soft.
But it felt terribly uncomfortable.
The world spun again, followed by the solid feel of the ground beneath him.
Only then did his vision clear.
And Inuarashi discovered that he and Cat Viper had tumbled into a heap.
He raised his head