Chapter 122. Achieving Apex

Eryndor’s POV

Corvin’s eyes fluttered open, and the moment he registered his surroundings, he knew one thing for certain: he was ready for round two against the rubbery werewolf, Robert. Immediately, Corvin noticed a change in Robert’s behavior—his nostrils flared, and his snout twitched. It wasn’t merely the scent of blood that caught Robert’s attention this time; the entire aroma exuding from Corvin’s body had shifted.

Before, Corvin had carried a sharp, tangy citrus note, like freshly peeled oranges squeezed between one’s fingers. Now he smelled of calm lavender, as if he had stepped into a field of blossoming flowers. Such a drastic change in scent could only mean one thing: Corvin had somehow attained enlightenment. But to evolve so profoundly in under five minutes—what sort of phenomenal growth did that suggest?

Robert’s fangs gleamed in the dim light as he decided to forego subtlety. With a guttural snarl, he launched himself at Corvin, ready to atta