A sharp crack sounded, that of all the creature's bones breaking simultaneously under several tons of invisible pressure. The wolf was instantly reduced to a shapeless mass of crushed flesh and fur, collapsing like a useless sack of shit.
Klein, who had just finished eliminating the rest of the pack, stopped to observe the carnage. He felt a drop of sweat run down his temple. "Impressive. You crush living beings like one crushes insects under a boot. Your cruelty is really your most charming character trait."
Walpurga resumed her walk towards the staircase leading to the second floor. "Pity is a weakness that dark elves eradicated millennia ago. You should do the same with your sarcasm, it is starting to become repetitive junior disciple..."
