Yori's body violently pulses as his muscles outgrow his skin capacity. He tears his shirt as long hair shoots up out of his chest and back.
He looks at his hands, claws.
He's startled and falls to the ground as they curve out. His ears pull back and elongate. "No...No...Nooo!", he denies into a howl.
He claws at the ground and out explodes an elongated spine.
He screams from the pain in a violent growl as his spine waves in the air.
Nerves spread along it with flesh following behind.
His eyes dye into a malicious red.
Yori kicks and turns, "Stop me!...Stop me!", deep black fur finally enveloping his body in entirety.
The air around Yori sizzling; upright he stands, his mind immersed in instinct.
A calm, burning, predatory gaze of something beyond human now faces the old man.
Trembling as he scrambles to make sense of the situation, "How!?", he takes a few steps back, " Of all creatures feared by man. Even the company of witches and vampires seldom feels this demonic".
Yori lets out a piercing howl.
The old man begins to run towards a heavily decorated hut, his slippers pattering behind him as most of the villagers are now outside the village.
Yori swivels his head towards the old man running, his body adjusts. His hind legs claw on the ground till traction and begin to coil power whilst growling revealing two rows of a dagger-sharp canine-filled lower snout as the saliva falls to the ground in a hiss.
He readies his front limbs and launches himself, his claws slicing a path to the old man. In a loud crash; he lands into the mud house through the thatched roof. Inches before the old man who falls on his backside.
"EEeeehughh!", the old man screams as he holds his hands over his head trying his best to push himself away from Yori with his feet.
Yori claws at the old man.
His arm bounces back before reaching.
He tries again. It bounces back.
The old man removes his hands from his head revealing his tear and snot-filled face. "Ha...haha", he laughs out of realization. "Sunganimenye Himbwaiwe!(You can't beat me you dog!)", He taunts.
Yori aggressively barks in response.
He encircles the old man and tries to strike him, his arm bounces off before reaching. But this time he notices a faint blue barrier form that repels his hand. He strikes at it one more time.
There it is!
The barrier glows simultaneously with something underneath the old man's shirt.
Yori draws his hand back and instantly strikes. Not at the old man, but the necklace!
He sees the eyes of the old man slowly expand as he passes beyond the barrier-
A bulk hand holds his wrist, forcing out a quick bark of frustration from him.
He jerks his head to see who it is, only to be met with a fist aimed for his left side.
He lifts his left leg to block whilst tugging back his hand from the grip.
"I'd never die to such?!", Questions a loud excited voice.
It's the psycho warrior!
Yori manages to block the attack aimed at his side but fails to tug away from his grip on his wrist.
"Your body burns!".
Yori uses his held arm and grips at the large man's wrist pulling towards himself into a resounding headbutt.
Blood shoots out of the man's nose, his head tilting back.
The man still doesn't let go of Yori's wrist. Whilst the old man scuttles away.
Yori barks at the old man, later regretting it as a fist heads for his face.
He yanks the hand holding his wrist again throwing off the fists course and landing another headbutt.
The large man holds his forehead, "You've got good-
A punch to the gut disturbs him.
He groans out in pain and leaps back, letting go of Yori's wrist. "I was going to say you have guts before you punch me there. Hehe...", Yori stands growling at the man. The man changes his excited tone to a serious hollow cold one, "I can feel you fighting your instinct. That's why you're just standing there instead of going for me or the old man. I mean I wouldn't let you go after him even if you tried".
"Rgghheeaaahhh!", Yori roars as he bolts towards the man right claw first.
The man aptly shifts to his right, holds Yori's right wrist as it reaches him and turns toss him slamming into the ground. Yori yelps out in horror, sharply turning back to his human form almost lifeless to react.
The large man then stands over Yori and barrages his naked body with punches. Increasing in intensity.
He stops after noticing no resistance from him.
He then holds him by his hair and lifts up a barely conscious Yori from the ground. Pulling him next to his ear, "Let me show you..."-
He pauses.
"Understood", he responds staring blankly.
He drops Yori, who's eyes a barely open, "I am Benson and you're a waste of a black lycan", the large man disappointedly says whilst walking away.
A tall, dark-skinned woman clad in a loose short-sleeved black dress, far from the cannibal village but still sits in a tree facing it, points her right index finger at it, "Return. Someone's watching you", she effortlessly commands.