[color=ed1c24][h1]Rowan D. Valinn[/h1][/color]
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“Anyways, that doesn’t matter. Hopefully I didn’t cause too much of a drain on your Aura. Better be more careful of that in the future.” Rowan didn’t give the blonde any time to respond before dropping down to the ground, collapsing onto one of the Beowolves, instantly rendering it useless.

Inside of the crater, the odds were now much more even. With his Dust supplies nearly depleted, Rowan opted to use his Aura to strengthen his attacks. Under normal circumstances, he saved his Aura for the sole purpose of defense, however, he would occasionally make exceptions. Rowan turned to the nearest Beowolf, where his fist met the patchy exoskeleton surrounding the wolf’s head. He turned just in time to catch the claws of another wolf, which he parried, sending the wolf flying into a nearby bush. The corpse soared over its friend, who had rushed in to take his place. The wolf lunged with its razor-sharp claws. Rowan grabbed its forearm, and swung him overhead. The beowolf landed with a loud thud. Rowan infused another hit with his Aura, quickly ending the wolf, as well as the encounter. 
 
The fight was over in a matter of seconds. Rowan looked for his next target, only to find that the last one had run off into the forest. “That’ll show you! Be sure to spread the tale of Rowan, Grimm Destroyer!” He shouted towards the Beowolf. Of course, it served no purpose, other than for Rowan to have a bit of fun. 


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