Gary’s little yell was strong, it was a powerful shout that seemed to come from deep within the belly. So loud that some might have thought that he even had used a microphone to shout that loud. If the high schooler had been in his right mind, he would have also noticed that this yell was incredibly loud, but he only cared about one thing at the moment.
His little war cry had done exactly what he had expected it to do. Soon he could see several people come out from the containers inside the warehouse, and they were now all looking at the intruder.
“Oi, some of us are trying to sleep! Can somebody please take care of this masked idiot? How the hell did he even manage to get in?” One member complained, as he was still groggy from the rough awakening. Those that had just been chilling, had come here expecting to see a good show.
It was just one person, after all.
“Fine, I’ll take care of them. Can’t wait to see how Buffin will punish all those slackers outside.” One grey colour gang member decided to come forward.
Meanwhile, Gary started to sniff the air. He hadn’t Marked Marie, so there was no scent trail leading him to the high school girl. Fortunately, he had another way of tracking her. Ever since the time he used Tom’s bloody shirt to find whoever had done that to him, he had been training his nose.
One of the benefits of becoming a Werewolf was that all his senses had drastically improved, including his sense of smell. Staying around the others, he had been slowly memorizing their unique scents, just in case of a situation one.
“I can’t smell her on any of you, so where is she?” Gary asked, once again.
The others just laughed, and the young lad took a swing towards Gary. The attack wasn’t as fast as Innu’s, and he was sure it wasn’t as strong as Austin’s either. Seeing this, Gary moved his head, avoiding the punch and before he could do anything else, he grabbed the person by the arm.
‘You guys are the ones that attacked Chavley, and now you are hurting me again! I’ll make sure you can never use these hands!’ Gary thought, as he pulled on the arm, straightening it, and lifted his other arm in the air, slamming it down on his elbow.
It felt like there was almost no resistance, as a loud pop could be heard, clearly indicating that the joint had been broken. The young lad screamed in pain, yet the next second a fist hit his head, knocking him out and causing him to fall to the floor.
“I have no sympathy for you guys, I can’t even feel bad for you any more.” Gary stated as he looked at what he had done.
[Your opponent has been knocked out]
[Congratulations, you have now reached: Level 9]
[A stat point has been granted]
Taking out the first one like so, the others now no longer saw this person as a joke. They stayed back slightly, wondering who this person was, until they heard the sound of one of their leaders shouting some sense into them.
“Get him, he must be from one of the other gangs!” They shouted.
Hearing these orders, they had decided to all come at him at once, and this was what Gary wanted. He only had so much Energy he could use, after all, and it didn’t help that Charging Heart had deactivated after that attack.
[Skill activated Charging Heart]
[All stats have temporarily been doubled]
The first one had come in with a kick, and Gary moved to the side, planning to hit him again, but before he could, he felt someone kick him right behind in the leg. His Endurance was good, but it had hit him causing him to fall for a second, at the same time, another fist had landed right in his face.
‘Damn it, fighting multiple opponents is harder than I thought.’
Now on his knees, Gary could feel a few of them step on his back, but he looked in front of him and reached out, grabbing one of their legs. Using all his strength, he pulled the colour gang member, making them fall on the floor with him, as he immediately climbed on top of him.
The others tried to pull this masked person off of their friend, some continuing to hit him, but the green haired teenager ignored his dropping Health.
Still, ignoring all the numbers that were appearing, Gary continued to punch the person who he had taken on the ground until he had received another message.
[Your opponent has been knocked out]
Standing up quickly, Gary ran forward with his hands covering his head running through the crowd of people attacking him and turned around.
Now the others could see the state of their member, he had a bloody face and was lying there on the floor.
“What is it with this guy? He didn’t let go of him, no matter what we did.” One of them was starting to be afraid of Gary. He didn’t know if it was the mask or the person’s suicidal actions.
“Come on, he has to be hurt by now, let’s get him!” Another shouted and charged forward.
‘That’s two down. I can still take them down one by one!’ Gary thought, completely focused on his goal.
Once again, he charged forward but with so many of them, he had been kicked in the gut, but quickly recovering he threw out a punch as hard as he could hitting his target. The person wasn’t knocked out, but Gary quickly pulled on the collar of his shirt, not letting go. Ignoring all the surrounding attacks.
Pulling the collar forward, Gary threw his fist once again in another face and due to the system he knew this one wasn’t getting back up.
[Your opponent has been knocked out]
Then, though, Gary felt a familiar pain hit him in the back. It was the sharp, stinging pain he had felt a few times already.
[You have been stabbed!]
[Your Health will decrease by -1 HP per minute until you’re patched up or healed.]
Gary quickly turned around, and looked at the one who had stabbed him, and it looked like multiple people had now picked up some type of weapon. Wooden planks, bike chains and poket knives.
“You were the one that used a weapon first, remember that.” Gary said, as he took a swipe towards the person.
[Skill activated Claw Drain]
[All stats have temporarily been doubled]
Mid-swing his hand started to transform, as his nails grew and swiped right across the person’s shoulder, and struck them deep and the force was strung pushing them into the side of another, banging his head with another near him.
[Your opponent has been knocked out]
The other gang members stopped what they were doing. They were sure of it, they had seen the hand transform…