WHEN VICTORY BELONGED TO THE WEAKLING
~MIRA'S POV~
I curled my legs backward in fear as I watched Seraphina's body twist, her bones cracking and reshaping under her skin.
The eerie sound of her body shifting filled the air, and it made my stomach grumble noisily.
Slowly, her Wolf fur stretched through her clothes, and she lengthened, even her eyes turned gold and sharper.
In less than a few seconds, the girl who had been mocking me all this while was gone, she was now replaced by a huge Wolf that had claws that looked like daggers and muscles that could squeeze me to death in one go.
The crowd roared in joy when she fully rose.
I nervously gulped down my empty throat as I looked up at her. She jumped forward, her claws spreading all over the air as her eyes targeted my shoulder ag
