Chapter 232. Red Pill

~3RD PERSON’S POV~

Siege continued to launch rapid attacks at Derren and Steven, hoping to land a good hit on them, but all his efforts were to no avail. It had been over an hour, and his arms were starting to grow weak—fatigue had started to set in. The d**g that gave him his werewolf abilities started to wear off, and he could no longer put the same amount of strength into his attacks as he used to. 

Derren and Steven, on the other hand, looked like they could keep this up until daybreak—they hadn't even broken a drop of sweat. They were still in an isolated and dark area in a corner of the amusement park. They had already made so much noise that they were sure security would come after them soon. Steven landed on the ground, and Derren landed lightly on a dumpster.

Seige stared at them, breathing heavily, his eyes half closed. His snout, fangs, and claws had grown a lot shorter than before, and his eyes glitched between their normal color and bright red.&nb