Charlotte.
Apart from just creating a clone of myself that protected me from a concentrated splash of water from an overpowered Garou lycan werewolf, I noticed my right hand has the same tattoos on it like the ones I had in my werewolf form.
My entire body was shaking from how much magical energy I was using up to maintain the flame clone.
"Now that's creative! I don't think I've seen Flamel do something like this with fire before! You're definitely special, Charlotte. Let's go to see the Alpha together; he'll accept you for sure!" Winona smiles at me.
"Never, not with how you treat the weak!" I shouted despite being exhausted. My clone remained motionless for now after blocking the attack.
"Why not? You're strong! The strong should trample over the weak!" She shouted.
"No! They're s
