Here they were though. A duo-- Shura was quite notably smarter than even Strategist. But Strategist didn’t get his branded name from just anywhere, he too had a mind on him. A rapid learner since childhood. The boy had grown up being taught that in a world of magic and mystery, he would need his wits, his strength, his physical body. That was the blessing whatever divinity or karma-esque force residing in this universe gave him. Not that the law of the norm was suppose to get him far, some mages were leveled in sorcery like demi-gods. Able to shift mountains at the turn of their heads. All Erebus could do was move forward, hoping to be better than the one thing he seemed incapable of controlling. Oh well, enough of that, this was a mission. Not a dive into the soul of the lycan. Time was of the essence tonight.
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