These Black Werewolves were certainly agile, but it depended on whom they were compared with. Against ordinary people, they were absurdly powerful, but against Mulan as he was now, they were actually at a disadvantage in the relatively narrow, crowded carriage.
Handel kept a constant eye on Mulan's position, firing a shot from time to time. With the Werewolves locked in combat with Mulan inside the carriage, Handel's marksmanship finally showed its true caliber.
As a combat-oriented path, Mulan's current understanding of the Radiant Knight's power was that it enhanced the damage he dealt, improved his physical abilities across the board, and greatly reduced the effects of negative emotions and certain harmful spells. Simple though it was, it was powerful, and at least against beings of this rank, he wielded it with ease.
Bang, bang!
Two more shots finished off another Werewolf. With no time to reload, Mulan immediately charged at the last Werewolf still before him inside the carriage. This one was noticeably larger than the others, but in such cramped quarters, that was hardly an advantage.
Roar!
The Werewolf roared, and the next instant-
Crash, crash!
The windows on both sides shattered at once. Broken glass and metal frames hurtled toward Mulan as he charged. He instinctively raised both arms to block them, catching sight of two more dark figures entering the carriage from either side. Because his charge had carried him forward so quickly, the two Werewolves were now slightly behind him, one on each side.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Mulan could almost hear the Werewolves' claws cutting through the air.
The three Werewolves attacked Mulan almost simultaneously. Handel, who had been watching closely from behind, felt his heart jolt. He hurriedly fired to cover him, but after one bang, his next pull of the trigger found