Haunted Wood the devils of truth steal the souls of the free

As expected, pain shot through his leg as it slammed back onto the earth. No matter, the boy was firmly held beneath him and pride would mask the discomfort.

Orochi couldn't hold onto him for much longer. The shoves and snapping teeth caused him to limp back. Stupid boy. He dare challenge a wolf who, despite his injuries, knocked him down? A grin spread from cheek to cheek. He would accept with pleasure.

The dragon got ready to leap forward again, but he froze when he saw Revui's form rush forward. Teeth, crack, defeat. It all happened so fast. In the end the prisoners of the Nightwalkers stood over its young. 

It wasn't fair! Orochi was doing just fine on his own, he didn't need any help. He shot daggers at his cell mate, then back to the boy. Don't ever call me pit wolf again. Those were his parting words. There was no use in beating up an unconscious body.