Blood Assimilation

Despite Brawler Randy intentionally letting down his guard, both Flame Claws and Flame Legs didn\'t seize the opportunity presented before them out of caution, assuming the opponent wouldn\'t be so careless let down his guard at this stage. They were deeply frightened by his earlier act of mercilessly killing off their pack members to take action against him recklessly.

At the end of the treatment, Brawler Randy retracted his hand from her shoulder. Liena\'s eyes widened as she examined her current state. She was visibly shocked by the miraculous healing of her injuries, prompting her to recall Randy using a similar method to heal her team members in Meistic Forest before aiding her in carrying them back to Alpheotus City.

Indeed, Brawler Randy had used the Divine Points to heal her wounds, causing his total divine points to dwindle. In the coming battle, he would have to rely less on skills to deal with his opponent due to the limited divine points.

"That should do it." He commented, observing her healed injuries with satisfaction.

"Now you can fight without worrying about losing due to your injuries." He said with a smile and then turned around to briefly glare at Flame Claws before focusing his attention on Flame Legs.

With his back facing Liena, he glared at the two flame werewolves who took advantage of his collapse to nearly inflict irreversible harm on her. He knew Liena wouldn\'t have found herself in such a predicament if she had abandoned him to save herself. He wouldn\'t have blamed her had she chosen that option.

However, even with such a logical option available, she chose to stay and defend him against threats to his unconscious body, risking her life to ensure he wasn\'t harmed, even at the cost of suffering multiple deadly injuries all over her body. After receiving such a selfless favor from her, how could he worry about measly divine points?

Even if he only had a little bit of divine points left to conduct combat, that wouldn\'t hinder him too much as he wasn\'t someone that relied on skills. Additionally, after killing Flame Legs, he would replenish his loss with the help of the system. If that wasn\'t enough, he might take on more missions that involve killing and replenish the divine points that way.

"I\'ll go ahead and deal with that shrewd one over there on the right. You deal with that rough-looking one on the left." He informed Liena, before shooting toward Flame Legs, leaving her to deal with Flame Claws, who was in the opposite direction.

Despite hearing his words, Liena didn\'t pay him much attention as she was still shocked by how quickly she was able to recover due to Brawler Randy\'s healing method. She continued to observe her body, feeling surprise by her discovery. Not only did her injuries heal without scars, but she also felt energized, almost as if she hadn\'t endured a tough battle earlier.

Watching his receding figure, a glint of light flashed in her eyes as she turned her attention to Flame Claws, the one that had been trying to kill her before Brawler Randy intervened. Honestly, she wasn\'t sure she would have been able to block Flame Claws\' attack in her previous haggard state.

Recalling it made her feel annoyed and irritated, as she realized that she nearly lost her life protecting Brawler Randy, something that she wouldn\'t have done in the past. She wondered why she even bothered to defend him.

Despite claiming her reasoning for taking action was because of their camaraderie, having tackled a joint mission together, she still found it odd that she went through with it, considering how Brawler Randy had pestered her since their encounter in Mercenary Street.

Realizing her thoughts were going on a tangent, she refocused her attention on her opponent, the belligerent and ferocious Flame Claws.

Now that she had recovered her full vitality thanks to Brawler Randy, and she didn\'t need to battle against two tough opponents simultaneously, she would employ all her means to repay Flame Claws for belittling her during their brief exchange earlier. Dealing with Flame Claws wouldn\'t be easy, but she was confident she could manage to take him down with only a few moves.

Having fought him before, she had already figured out his weakness, and she intended to exploit it to its utmost, leaving him no choice but to fall under her cold dagger. That was how confident she felt as she leered at Flame Claws with a condescending demeanor.

Meanwhile...

Feeling the contemptuous gaze on him, Flame Claws frowned, his face contorting when he realized the human woman was underestimating him, judging by the confident look in her eyes. However, instead of charging at her with reckless abandon in response to her taunt, he decided to examine his opponent before engaging.

Moments ago, he had witnessed the human man touch her shoulder, and her deadly injuries, mostly caused by Flame Legs, had vanished as if she hadn\'t been injured before. From that alone, he could infer that the human man was not normal, possessing such an unnatural skill to heal others to their perfect state.

In Flame Claws\' perspective, Brawler Randy\'s means seemed unpredictable, possessing a myriad of skills to employ against them since the beginning of their encounter. For instance, he had first transformed into a variant version of a storm werewolf and killed some of his pack members, and then he had suddenly fainted in the middle of the battle.

Afterward, they had tried to deal with him in his incapacitated state. However, at the last minute, he had split into two, leaving behind a fake to pretend to be unconscious, and then sneak attacked him, Flame Claws, with his true body. At that point, even he, Flame Claws, could conclude that the human man had planned it all from the beginning to catch them off guard.

Recalling how he had nearly suffered an irreversible and deadly injury at the hands of that human man made him tremble in fear, feeling shivers run down his spine. With that experience, Flame Claws had confirmed that the human man was a terrifying figure and shouldn\'t be approached lightly.

Furthermore, he carried the scent of the Storm Werewolf clan, making him doubt his identity, wondering if he was related to the storm werewolves. However, as far as he was aware, the Storm Werewolves did not have a deep-seated grudge against the Flame Werewolves, albeit they opposed their choice in siding with the demons to uproot the tyrannical rule of the humans.

Even though the Werewolf King of Fire had joined forces with the demons, the Werewolf King of Wind didn\'t actively attack the Werewolf King of Fire for his decision, only advising him to not get involved with the demons. With that line of reasoning, he suddenly remembered that the Werewolf King of Wind had gone missing for quite some time after visiting the Meistic Forest.

Flame Claws wondered if his disappearance had something to do with the human man before him. An unbelievable thought crossed his mind at this moment. However, he shook away the thought as the Werewolf King of Wind was much stronger than the human man. He believed there was no way the Werewolf King of Wind, possessing the innate power to command speed itself, would lose to a mere human man.