Readying himself for a tough fight, Crowley had spread his wings relatively wide. The support from the attacks from the back had stopped. After the last attack from Glutton had hit the cars, the order was to stay back.
The citizens were realizing, by them taking part in this whole thing, there was a chance that they could get hurt as well. Still, they couldn’t help but peek through the gaps, watch from the sides, as there was a group of people fighting to defend them.
Crowley could hear the sound of the other Howlers mbers fighting. There were screams of pain, large hits, but the Howlers mbers continued to get up again and again.
“I need to finish this fast, and that’s exactly what I’ll do to you!” Crowley jumped from his position and narrowed his wings in. He was like an arrow as he shot out directly toward Glutton.
Seeing this, Glutton opened his mouth and shot out another ball of fire tal. He did so more than once and several fireballs were coming his way.
Although Crowley was diving ahead fast, he was still able to change direction ever so slightly, twisting and turning his body, and the tal chunks of fire just hit the ground, lting the floor beneath them and chucking parts of lted tal left and right.
Crowley continued forward, and when he was close, his whole head transford into a sharp beak. The point bashed right into Glutton’s large stomach.
The fat on his body ripped several tis before his legs lifted into the air, and his heavy body was sent flying and crashing into one of the cars.
“Arghh!” Glutton said, looking at his belly. Part of his skin was slightly pierced, and he was bleeding, but it was a small scratch of all things.
“That kind of hurt a bit, bird man,” Glutton said as he got himself out of the indented car, then with his hands he gripped onto the door, his fingernails breaking through the tal, and hurled it right at Crowley.
Crowley was ready to avoid the door, but as he was about to, he realized sothing.
‘The tal door, it’s going to hit the other mbers that are fighting behind !’ Crowley thought. ‘His own team mbers are fighting; it will hit them as well, doesn’t this person care!’
Using his hands, Crowley tried to catch the door. His claws had pierced the tal fra, and his wings were pushing it back. The strength of the throw had caused him to skid across the ground slightly before he placed it on the ground.
‘This man, he’s not just got strong elental powers, he has great strength, and that attack from before, it seed like it hardly hurt him. He has strong resistance as well. Now I know what it’s like to fight one of the main mbers of the Phoenix Gang, this really isn’t going to be a walk in the park.’
In the middle of his thoughts, he could see that Glutton was eating parts of the tal, chewing it up. The tal was being gulped down as it looked to be stored in his belly. It looked like multiple shots were going to be coming his way.
‘The longer this fight goes on, the higher chance there is that others will get hurt, so let’s end this!’
Spreading out his wings again, a strange thing started to occur. The black feathers from Crowley all started to detach themselves from his wings and were floating about in the air.
As quickly as the feathers would drop from his wings, they would regrow again. And soon a flurry of feathers was floating all over the place. They were spinning in the air, like a tornado that surrounded Glutton.
Glutton himself was noticing what was happening, and he could no longer see where Crowley even was. It was a wave of feathers that allowed him to see gaps of buildings and the area around him.
The feathers were constantly twirling around him. Seeing this, he leaned his head back and then chucked it forward. A giant fireball ca out, hitting the wave of feathers. They lit up fairly quickly, but just as quickly as the area of feathers burnt up, they seed to be replaced just as quickly.
The fireballs continued out of Glutton’s mouth but he was failing to make an opening.
“Prepare for so wear and tear!” Crowley's voice bood. At that mont, so of the feathers that were surrounding him started to go right toward Glutton. They hit his body hard, crashing into him.
The feathers were consistent and fast, hitting him one after the other, and small prick marks of blood were appearing all over Glutton’s body as he was being hit by the feathers consistently, one after the other.
Glutton, in a panic, continued to fire fireballs out. “As long as I end up hitting you, this whole little circus act will end. I will burn you to a crisp, bird man, and then eat you up, like a chicken!”
However, the tornado of feathers were just coming closer and closer to Glutton; they were hitting him more and more, and there were no signs of it letting up. Eventually, the tornado of feathers had covered his whole body.
From the outside, Crowley was watching the dark sphere covering Glutton’s body. He himself was exhausted; his wings were a quarter of the size, sticking out from his back.
‘That skill used up a lot of power… I hope that is the end of him,’ Crowley said, wiping his forehead full of sweat. That was when he realized sothing; the area, it was getting hot.
Heat was growing by the mont. The feathers that had covered Glutton in a sphere were burning up, falling to the ground by the second, and as all of the feathers disappeared. For a mont, Crowley had to cover his face from the wave of heat that had co out. Looking at Glutton now, he could see that his body had completely changed.
All of his clothes of the Phoenix Gang had been burnt to ashes. Now, his large belly was on display, and he had thick red fur covering his arms and the bottom part of his legs. He had a curly tail that was flad at the end, and his nostrils had grown in size.
Part of his skin could be seen, but it was yellow in color like that on his belly. Covering his back, there were more flas that were constantly burning. Right now, Glutton looked like a raging pig-man beast.
‘So he transford into his Altered form finally… haha just when I thought it was over, I should have known it wouldn’t be that easy.’
Flaring his nostrils, flas ca right out from Glutton as he looked toward Crowley and smiled. It was clear out of the two which one had more energy.
“It’s okay… you did well so far, you’ve done better than I imagined for a teacher,” a voice said, walking by the side.
Looking at him, Crowley could see the blonde hair; it was the young man, Kai, who had arrived on the scene.
“The support is not ready yet, but I’ll do my best to get rid of as much scum as I can before they do,” Kai said, his arm covered in grey fur and his claws growing from his fingertips.
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