28 Chapter 25

Harry relaxed a bit, sighing as he watched the mana drop to zero on the Observe screen and that little moment was all the werewolf needed. A normal wolf wouldn't have had the joints in its front legs to allow it to use them as its hands. This wasn't a normal wolf. Out of nowhere, a double blow hit Harry on both sides of his head, jarring him completely. Harry stumbled back and fell down to the ground, giving the wolf a chance to get up.

Looking at the incoming beast, Harry knew that he wouldn't be getting out of this one alive. His mana wasn't fully recharged. His stamina was waning. There wasn't much left in him. Covering his eyes with a hand, he tensed, anticipating the pain.

It never came.

It was a moment before Harry looked up to see what had happened, and when he did, his mouth fell open in wonderment at what he saw.

The werewolf was trapped, howling and snarling in a tornado of swirling wind that was carrying it further and further from Harry before slamming it down onto the floor a good dozen meters away from him.

Ping!

Accidental Magic Skill has been evolved due to extreme use!

Wandless Magic Lv- 7 (1%)

Allows you to control your magic in short sporadic bursts. You can try to use it in anyway you wish and it will obey your every command. Has various discoverable branches.

Cost-30 MP per minute

Branch A -Remomancy-Allows you to control any form of elements. You can reconstruct it in any way you wish and it will obey your every command.

Cost-100 MP per minute

"Oh heck yeah" Harry muttered as he waved the screen away and stared the rapidly approaching wolf that was now free of the winds it was trapped in. He readied himself.

"I'm not going to die," he said out loud with determination, "Not today."

Swiftly, Harry twisted out of the way of the rampaging wolf and as its inertia carried it forward, he turned and unleashed a concentrated jet stream of red red-hot at the wolf's exposed back. Howling with pain, the wolf turned faster than a creature its size should have and tried to swipe him with its claws. Testing out his new powers, Harry let his mana seep into the air around him, sending a blast of wind to deflect the incoming limb. He then dropped to his knees and slammed his fists into the ground, pushing his mana into the earth and commanding it to rise up in a spike. It obeyed, piercing the wolf right through the stomach before melting back into the ground.

Despite all of that, it barely stumbled. The rage that clouded its mind stopped it from feeling the pain, but Harry took one look at the wolf's stats and knew he was doing damage.

He fell back onto his favourite element, letting loose a fiery clawed hand that ripped downwards along the creature's cheek as he simultaneously stepped under its flailing arms to shoot a wind-powered elbow upward into its abdomen, knocking it off balance, before rolling out of it's range and sending a final earth spike strike towards the spine. The spike pierced right through, and this time, under Harry's command, held its shape.

Harry saw no reason to stop there. He was now the predator and his predator was now the prey. His hand arced down into landing another palm heel onto the bridge of its nose, incapacitating its smelling capabilities. The spikes then melted away, and the wolf crumpled to the floor.

He then quickly backed off to a safer distance, planning to try out an idea he had just thought of. He let most of what was left of his mana out of his body and concentrated it all around the werewolf that was trying to get onto his feet. Then he pressed.

The werewolf stopped, unable to move as the very water in its blood froze.

Under Harry's next command, dozens of thin earthly needles erupted from the ground and punctured the werewolf's abdomen in every possible direction, almost killing him.

Almost.

Harry watched horrified through his observe window as the werewolf pulled free of its piercing bonds, healing slowly but surely, and start walking towards Harry. There was madness in its eyes.

Panic started to set into Harry. His own mana was too low to do any big attacks, and his injuries were starting to catch up with him, making him feel light headed.

HP-300/1200

MP-45/1100

'Well. Looks like this is it.' Harry thought, finally feeling the resignation seep in as he continued on his train of thought, 'At least I'll get to see mum and dad. Maybe they'll even teach me some-'

Harry's thoughts suddenly ground to a halt. Almost as if on its own, his mouth completed his thought.

"Wand magic." Harry whispered to himself, and hope arose again.

"Inventory," he said and pulled out the Riddler's wand, pointing it at the limping werewolf that was slowly gaining on him. With no idea what to say or do, Harry simply pushed his own mana into the wand and desperately hoped for something that would stop the wolf.

An almost invisible wave rippled through the air and struck the werewolf.