Shattered Veil: Rise Of The New Gods

He felt a bit of pain in his leg, that move put too much strain on it but it was fine. As long as he ends this fight fast enough everything will be fine.

With that in mind he did not wait for it to attack, he moved first. Angered by his action it attacked. With the silver light around it, it speed was much faster than his own.

It arrived next to him almost immediately, he kicked to the side with his left leg changing directions instantly. This cought the wolf off guard.

Before it could react he changed directions again charging straight at it. While using this new technique, his speed was enhanced multiple times.

He was even faster than the wolf, he kicked it on the side with his left leg. The momentum behind the kick sent it flying through the air, he could swear he heard it bones break.

Not that he was in a much better situation, the bones in his left leg cracked from that kick but he was undetered, he could not give it any time to catch it breath.

He kicked the air and went straight for it then kicked again to increase his speed even more. His body became nothing but a blur, he used the excessive essence flowing around him to fortify his legs.

His brain felt like it was splitting apart from the mental strain of controlling so much essence at once. I need to be faster, he kicked again, faster, and again.

He ran circles around the wolf, he moved so fast the air around him became warmer from the friction and so did his feet, each of his steps melted the ice and vapour was left in his wake. He kicked the wolf, before it could react he kicked it again.

It was sent flying for dozens of metres, it rolled on the ground for a dozen more and just as it stabilised itself he appeared next to it like a ghost, he did a spin and kicked it on the ribs.

Blood flew from it mouth like a fountain and froze in the air a second later. The bloodlust and anger in it eyes increased to new levels. It hated him, he could tell that much, not that it mattered.

He was not a fan of it either, they wanted to kill each other and he was not going to be the one to die today. He felt a little pity for it though, he did not exactly hate it but they were forced into this situation by somebody else.

The wolf opened it mouth, light gathered inside it and a blinding silver ray flew towards him. He jumped high into the air dodging the light ray.

When he was dozens metres into the air right above it he kicked the air above him and descended on top of it like a comet. It tried to dodge but he was way too fast.

He kicked it so hard with his left foot the Ice below it completely shattered, cracks spread on the entire ice pond. His left leg had shattered completely from the impact.

He jumped out of the crater, the wolf lay there in the centre of the 20 metres wide crater not moving. He could not feel it heartbeats, it might be dead, he suspected.

He limped his way to the edge of the pond. Their fight had taken them close to their starting point. Just as he was about to get out of the ice he heard a low growl behind him.

He turned back to see the wolf glaring at him with undisguised hatred. It body was battered, even the silver cloak had disappeared.

It was bleeding from it mouth and nose, it steps looked unsteady. He activated his ability one more time. He pressed his feet to the ground preparing to continue the battle then CRAACK.

He felt something shatter, the next thing he knew, his body was falling down face flat uncontrollably. Huh? He was confused, what just happened?

He landed on the cold ice with a bang then the pain followed. Both of his legs were broken, his ribs were cracked and he felt like his lungs and heart were on fire.

He coughed a mouthful of black blood mixed with pieces of his organs. His entire body felt like it was drenched in molten lava. He could barely move a muscle.

The essence energy flowing through and around him was gone. His eyes became bloodshot with red veins pulsating on them. Blood flowed out of his mouth, ears, eyes and nose.

He raised his head slowly, every action felt like he lifting a 5 ton boulder while being stabbed by multiple knives at once. He grimaced from the pain but even that simple action was extremely painful.

He looked at the wolf, it blood red eyes landed on him, he could feel the savagery and cruelty behind them even from this distance.

He had to do something or he would die, although the wolf was also at death door it condition seemed to much better than his own, atleast it could still stand.

He looked around searching for a solution and he found it. Around 3 metres away from him was the wooden container still containing the poison mixture.

Now the issue was getting to it before the wolf got to him. Although it appeared to much closer, in his condition, crawling that distance would be a daunting task.

Without any other choise he moved, at the same he raised his hand to drag himself forward the wolf moved. It ran towards him but it movements were much slower than before.

Infact it speed was like a crawl compared to it peak speed but it still looked like it would reach him before he could reach the poison.

He grimaced as he lifted another arm and dragged his body forward. Each time only moving a few centimetres forward. Tears of blood streamed down his eyes like waterfalls.

The wolf was getting closer but so was he, just a bit more, his fingers were only a few centimetres away now. The wolf was only 2 metres away from him, it opened it large mouth with the intentions to devour him.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice sounded hoarse and ghastly, even his vocal cords were demaged but he grabbed the poison and threw it into it open mouth. This caught it off guard,it ran past him and fell face flat on the ground and rolled a few metres forward.

It stood up with a jump and thrashed around, obviously in agony, it fur started falling off, it steps became unsteady and it fell on it side. It red eyes regained the intelligence it had before it transformation as it gazed on him and in them was a deep hatred.

However he somewhere felt this hatred was not directed at him but somebody or something else. You're a victim of this tower as well aren't you little wolf?

Don't worry, I'll make sure to pay it back for the both us, after he said that he could swear he saw another emotion in it eyes, relief, then it closed them and breathed it last. Goodbye little wolf, your fight is over, he whispered to the air as he closed his own eyes, he didn't know why he said that but it just felt right.