Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha



"I need to get out of here first." His eyes focused on the narrow passage that led to the exit. He knew he couldn't unleash his full power while burdened with Mia. With a plan in mind, he dashed forward to gain some distance first. He was fast, so it didn't take him long to reach a corner in the passage.

He gently put down Mia, who was now unconscious due to the speed at which they were running.

"I will get back to you after I'm finished. You're a really troublesome woman."Vincent let out a sigh, his frustration evident as he spoke. He wrestled with the desire to be angry with her, but an undeniable softness prevailed within him.

"I'm just too soft when it comes to beautiful girls."  A faint chuckle escaped his lips as he admitted. With that, he swiftly turned away and headed back to the hall, determined to end this battle .

He didn't waste any time at all. He saw the statues attempting to block the entrance, preventing him from reentering, but he was no longer playing around. The very air seemed to tremble in anticipation as his clothing shredded under the force of his transformation, revealing the sheer magnitude of his metamorphosis.

"Awooooooooooo!" With an angry roar, he condensed energy into his claw and slashed, the impact so powerful that everything in his path was destroyed. The shockwave didn't stop there; it continued to overwhelm the statues until it reached the center of the huge hall.

Vincent, seeing an opening, unleashed another attack.The shockwave radiated outward , relentless in its destruction. Cracks formed along the floor, and debris flew in all directions as the wave surged towards the heart of the colossal hall. 

His eyes gleamed with fierce determination as he seized the opportunity, continuing his assault without hesitation. Each attack inflicted devastating damage, overwhelming the spawn rate of the statues as they futilely tried to keep pace with the onslaught.

Sensing the perilous situation it was in, the statue of a woman cradling a horrifying baby suddenly came alive, its stone form imbued with a malevolent presence. However, what was more surprising was the statue's unnerving ability to absorb the shattered remains of its fallen spawns. With each fragment it consumed, the statue grew in size, expanding until it towered at a staggering height of 40 feet, casting a sinister shadow over the place.

Yet, instead of fear, a strange instinct coursed through Vincent's veins. His usual calm demeanor was replaced by an intense desire to push himself to the limit. There was a part of him that yearned to face this monstrous statue head-on, as if an inner force beckoned him to utilize it as a training dummy, a means to break through his own limitations.

With unwavering determination, he squared his shoulders and faced the giant statue. His eyes locked onto its horrifying visage, and a flicker of anticipation danced within him. This was the moment he had been waiting for, the chance to test the depths of his own power.

"Give me all you got!!!! " He roar with confidence ,a surge of energy passed through his body as he summoned his dormant strength. He could feel his muscles tensing, his senses sharpening in preparation for the imminent clash. The ground beneath him seemed to tremble with the weight of his resolve.

"Waaahhh" Then, a mournful cry erupted from the colossal statue, filling the air with a haunting lament. The tears streaming down the statue's face transformed into a sinister cascade of blood, staining the once serene visage with a horrifying spectacle.

"So you're finally getting serious " Vincent sneered.

As if it was insulted by his remarked, the statue's cry of sorrow transformed into a roar of anger, its colossal hand poised to strike Vincent with its right hand. The air crackled with a foreboding energy, but Vincent's felt excited . With fast reflexes, he evaded the initial wave of the statue's attack, narrowly escaping its wrath.

Booooooom!

A deafening explosion resonated through the hall, as if the very foundations of the place trembled in response to the statue's fury. Dust and debris filled the air, obscuring Vincent's vision momentarily. 

"AHHHHHHH" Enraged by Vincent's effortless evasion of its initial attack, the statue let out a furious cry that echoed through the hall again . Its colossal right hand came alive once more, its hand poised to deliver a devastating, life-ending slap. But Vincent, unfazed, refused to allow the statue's strike to find its mark.

With a mix of precision and instinct, he dodged nimbly out of harm's way by jumping above it, his body moving with fluid grace. The statue's palm swished through the air, missing its intended target by mere inches. The power behind the strike created a gust of wind that whipped through his fur, a chilling reminder of its force.

The statue's anger intensified, its eyes gleaming with madness, unable to accept the truth . It unleashed a barrage of furious attacks, each strike aimed at overwhelming the werewolf in front of it. With furious swipes and powerful lunges, it sought to corner its agile opponent. However, Vincent's movements remained fluid and seemingly effortless, dodging each assault with eased. 

In that moment, it became evident that Vincent's agility and reflexes surpassed the statue's wrath. The mismatch between their speed was apparent, leaving it momentarily bewildered by its inability to land a single blow.

As the statue reeled from its failed attempt to kill Vincent, a mix of denial and frustration gripped its ancient form. It had believed that the years of hiding in this secluded place had granted it enough power to overpower any intruder. Yet, here it stood, challenged by a werewolf who seemed to taunt it with ease.

The statue's confusion grew as it struggled to comprehend the werewolf's speed and audacity. How could this mere beast, toy with its might? The realization dawned upon it that it had underestimated the true extent of its foe. The power it had amassed over the decades paled in comparison to the speed and brutal strength exhibited by the enigmatic figure before it.

Vincent's voice dripped with disdain as he taunted the statue, his confidence radiating through his words. "You dare to show yourself in the open with this little power?" he sneered, his tone laced with mockery. 

Infuriated by Vincent's mockery, the woman statue unleashed its wrath once more in attempt to kill him. Its massive hands descended with the intention to crush him beneath its palm, aiming to end this fight. 

But in that crucial moment, he tapped into his inner power, his claws glowing. The air crackled with energy as his attack shimmered with an otherworldly radiance.

"Take this!" Vincent's roar boomed, filled with conviction, as he propelled himself forward, his claw ready to strike. In a single swift motion, he unleashed the full force of his concentrated energy, slashing directly at the giant palm of the statue.

What occurred next was nothing short of awe-inspiring.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

A colossal shockwave rippled through the air as the impact of Vincent's strike reverberated. The giant palm of the woman statue succumbed to the sheer force of his relentless attack, crumbling and disintegrating in an brutal display of power. 

Thud.

Vincent landed smoothly, a satisfied smirk spreading across his face as he witnessed the overwhelming might unleashed by his devastating attack.