Snippet #2638557

All of the Wolves heard the war cry and it brought them the sudden adrenaline to fight even stronger than ever. Their inner wolves bringing in their hunting instincts. Laxus felt completely at home in battle, shifting to his true form as the shapeshifter God of Pride. As well wearing a pure gold enchanted armour. Despite there now was the rifleman now shooting at them, the Werewolves could easily dodge them with their agility but for those that did get shot only flinched for a second to then continue fighting, their bodies already beginning to heal itself.

River gave small chuckle just truly glad to see the General again, alive. She helped untie him carefully and offered him help to stand up. "It's good to see you again. Do you know where Andrew could be?" The blue haired Wolf General questioned, not looking away the man, giving him a small quick smile before turning serious.