Electricity trickled through his skin with each hit he made, but it was taking him longer with each strike because of having to adjust his movements.
He was regretting not accepting Zamiel’s advice of getting swords instead of keeping his sticks.
Because they were ahead with their preparations, the men had changed into their werewolf forms with no problems before the enemies attacked.
Yet, their being prepared did not seem enough, as they were still dealing with a horde of ghouls.
They swarmed left and right, like a wave of shadow trying to fill the whole courtyard as they jumped up the walls.
It was almost a hundred to one, but that didn’t bother the men as the terrain help then handle the creatures one by one, not to mention they were more powerful than the said horrors, being abl
