Then Percival launched himself off the ground from behind his cousins' position, rotating his body mid-air as he brought his right leg around in a powerful kick aimed directly at the side of Donovan's face.
The blow connected solidly, and Donovan's head whipped to the side from the impact.
But when his face turned back toward them a second later, he looked even more furious than before.
His grin had vanished, replaced by a snarl that exposed all his fangs.
All three of them immediately engaged in a chaotic melee, Donovan fighting against Percival and both cousins simultaneously as they tried to bring down the stronger werewolf through coordinated attacks.
Elsewhere on the field , Hayley had just finished ripping through another group of duplicates when something fast moved in from her blind spot.
A clawed hand swiped toward her throat, but Hayley's instincts saved her.
