Writer's POV
The loud cries, the sound of gun shots, skin ripping apart...
Mason really looked like a tyrant on the battlefield. He didn't let any of the enemy get close to him, he burnt them into ashes. Even the bullets shot at him ends up melting, that's how strong his fire manipulation is.
He's looking for a perfect soldier he can kidnap and change into his clothes. Everyone was so busy, the one's who shifted to wolves were also doing their best, causing more casualties.
"We've caught one, Alpha" one of his men whispered to him.
"I'll be there in five minutes" he replied.
The messenger bowed and hurriedly left. Five minutes later, Mason was dressed in the enemy uniform, leaving the naked man lying on the floor. He even changed his sword and hair style, not to look familiar. H
