The girl couldn't control the emotions raging inside of her, everything she felt on that day.

She was angry, extremely so, she felt lost.

Ever since she saw the young man who brought chaos and uncertainty into her heart on that island, she had swore a vow to herself - that she had to settle the troubl in her heart at all costs.

As instructed by the witch, she ate the wolf organs provided to her piece by piece. Even though she was disgusted by the taste, she quickly shoved her grievance down to the gutter. She continued to eat, no matter how sickened she was.

All for one sole reason, to regain her own self!

As she went on the practice, she could feel her strength increase drastically and exponentially. But ever since she consumed the wolf organ, she had not been able to return to her human form.

The anger within her raged on for days. It continued to build on, she almost lost herself until one day. For a brief moment, she could feel something or someone calling her.

The sensation was faint, but she felt it.

It was the warmth of family, and she felt left out. Because of that she slowly managed to recover her mind, which had been disillusioned bit by bit. Until eventually, she returned to her human form and got out of the cage that imprisoned her.

But by then, the witch and the northern tribe were gone, she then followed the track heading south. She instinctively knew her destiny was waiting for her there, on the battlefield.

As she continued to run, she heard a familiar long howl. It was the calling from the witch. This meant she was near.

Evidently, the witch was currently fighting. The howl once again made her blood boil and, once again, she turned into an abomination.

She ran, ran and ran. She followed the calling of the pack, and then, she was there.

She saw it with her own two eyes. The witch was losing against him.

It was him, again.

Looking at his figure, the girl's heart became chaotic again. Doubt, anger, apprehension, irritation, and many more emotions she couldn't put into words. A vortex of emotions rapidly swirled within her, as her eyes completely fixed on him.

Then the witch started to force her doing something she didn't want.

"You are my pack!! You will follow my order!!"

The reason she accepted and decided to follow the witch's demands was to get free from that person. She wanted to be independent again, unfettered from anything, master of her own fate. But now, she discovered the witch was just the same: she wanted to control her too.

The witch wanted to take away the thing she desired the most. Her freedom.

She had run from his influence, only to fall under hers.

And now, she wanted her to hurt her sisters? Hurt her own family with her own hands?

The witch obviously had the power to control, and that was exactly what she did to her. She was in pain, but she had to resist. She knew she couldn't give in, otherwise she would forever be plunged in regret for the rest of her life.

Then suddenly, it came to her. If she could resist the witch, then she had the power to resist him as well!

She must resist. She must.

When the witch attacked her, she knew now her life also depend on it.

Something within her suddenly snapped. It was as if a dozen nerve points were ripped apart through her sheer will.

She fiercely fought back the control imposed upon her, turned her head toward the witch and bit her right on the chest. Why the chest? She also didn't know. Her instinct told her so.

Blood splattered all around, as she took a chunk of flesh from the witch into her mouth and with it was the black crystal-like stone.

Her actions instantly killed the witch, but she couldn't care less.

HOWWWLLLLL!!

With this, she finally free!

Unconfined!

Untethered!

Unfortunately for the girl, her celebration didn't last long, as what followed was complete pain. An excruciating, agonizing and unbearable sensation wreaked throughout her body. It was as if her entire body of nerves was cracking and clashing with each other.

She tried to stand, but all her four limbs had lost sensation, as if they weren't there to begin with and She slowly returned to her human form.

But before her body could slam to the hard ground, a strong hand grabbed her neck.

Weakly raising her head, the girl saw who had caught her. It was the mysterious man with the mask.

"You you ruined my plan!!" The masked man shouted with hatred in his voice.

Seeing the sight of Morgana, Emery was enraged.

"GET YOUR HAND OFF HER!!"

Emery and the four Fey sisters tried everything to move their bodies despite the difficulties, but their efforts were in vain. They hardly moved an inch.

Seeing them struggling to no avail, the man with the weird mask mockingly said, "You will never be able to break free from my tier 5 spell, [Gravitational Pressure]."

Hearing the man's words made Emery wonder. 'A tier 5 spell?'

The other party certainly was a rank 9, most probably a magus. Even so, he would not give up.

At this moment, Emery knew he needed additional strength to resist such a strong restrictive spell. In his entire repertoire of abilities and spells, there was nothing more powerful than his wolf transformation ability.

[Fey Transformation]

Within seconds, Emery's body started to change: grey fur began appearing on his body, his ears and hands started to change, while familiar tattoos materialized on his chest. He then gradually turned into his second transformation, as his body continued to enlarge.

His muscle mass doubled, Emery had almost no human features left. In the end, a gray beast was standing where he was before.

ROOAAARRRR!!!

Emery let out a loud roar as he struggled, but he was still unable to break through the spell, even with all that extra strength.

On the other hand, the masked man was startled for a moment by Emery's sudden changes.

"You are pretty special, huh... There is something about you... I really have to know" he said, "But for now I need to make sure all my years of hard work are not wasted."

The masked man thrusted his hand towards Morgana's chest.

Spallttt!!

Then, he pulled out a chunk of her chest until he saw the shiny black stone Morgana previously consumed. Blood soaked the man's clothes, but he didn't care. His attention was completely fixed on the rock.

"There it is!"

Looking at the sight of Morgana's with a hole in her chest, Emery felt something inside him break. A beat of his heart was lost, before an unbridled rage exploded within and devoured him.

AARGGGHHH!!!

[You have just activated a new innate ability]

[Third Transformation - Shaman Form]