The bloodlust blanketing their surroundings became thicker. Tim’s attacks were continuously aimed at Zich—the force he created with his strong and elastic muscles was powerful, and his sharp claws moved faster. Zich counterattacked with Windur but Tim’s attacks pushed him back. Tim seemed to have lost his mind, but Zich remained cold and calm. Although an opponent who was enraged from head to toe was dangerous, they also had many openings.

Crash!

After blocking Tim’s large swing, Zich wavered while Tim’s eyes shone. His beast-like instincts didn’t miss Zich’s openings.

Growl!

Tim pushed his face forward with his mouth wide open. He planned to bite into Zich’s neck; his vision narrowed in his excitement, and he didn’t realize which direction Zich’s feet was moving toward.

Punch!

Rather than forcefully trying to straighten his body up, Zich used those movements to aim a kick at Tim. By coincidence or purpose, Zich kicked Tim right in the groin.

Urgh! Tim’s mouth opened wide and closed in an instant. Although fur and leather shielded him, he was attacked in an important and very sensitive area. After getting kicked by a foot filled with...