Intelligence and sentience were a great asset to any creature, but they were also an endless source of distraction.
Elias had made a mistake that should have killed him; he had wrongfully assumed that the wolf would always remain a wolf and had not anticipated the sort of transformation it was capable of.
The Commander had told him that he would die here if he did not exceed his limits, and he had nearly met that fate, but the beast, cursed with the intelligence of men, enraged by the intense pain it had suffered, was going to see Elias suffer just as much, and such mistakes could not be done when fighting with someone like Elias.
He may not be the strongest, but it was hard to see someone who was as vicious as he was.
The beast had brought him close to its face, its motion pulling out Elias's claws from its body, and it was smelling Elias, and for a moment, he thought that the Rune Beast must be smelling his pain.
