Make An Entrance To Remember

Hiding inside a room filled with various sized rocks and sand Tyrannus sat in wait. With Shadow Shroud active his soon to be victims had no idea what was waiting for them as they entered.

To their credit they were being careful. Gone was the lackadaisical attitudes of the men and the standoffish attitudes of the women. Their current formation had the man with the club up front, the swordsman and female monk on the left and right respectively, the archer, shrine maiden and gunner in the center, and the ninja bringing up the rear. His inner gamer from his past life observed and geeked out at the sight. The memories of various games both online and in person with friends flowed through him before being pushed to the side.

'This was a hunt!' was what he'd soon dub his inner beast snapped at him. With his mind back on the task at hand the Werewolf waited until they crossed the threshold of the center of the arena.

Then he made his move!

Going into a full sprint the man-beast charged and drove his claws straight through the chest of his first victim in this new life: the gunslinger.

It wasn't a hard choice to make in all honesty. His vague memories and knowledge of his meeting with his benefactors hadn't mentioned anything about guns being a thing in this world. Getting rid of the one with the most modern looking weapons only made sense to him.

Poor sap couldn't even let out better than a pained/confused gurgle as he rose into the air before he was tossed aside like yesterday's trash.

With his attack done the shrine maiden reacted immediately swinging her fan. The wind blowing the sand and landing on him, exposing his general outline to the surprised group. Club man, ninja and samurai leapt to attack to avenge their comrade while monk stepped in front of the archer and priestess.

The only issue with this was that they were so slow.

'Guess that shouldn't be a surprise,' Tyrannus thought idly as the attacks came for him 'In here I'm much stronger than my level implies.'

Deactivating his Shadow Shroud he responded to his attackers. He drew his broad sword blocking the samurai. For the club he blocked with his small shield. And for the ninja in mid leap?

"Earth Bullet." Within an instant dark grey mana flowed around his body before forming a stone the size of a baseball. The moment it was finished it shot off and drilled into its victims face. Ninja was sent cartwheeling backwards into the air soon to land with a loud snap echoing from the impact.

He didn't get back up.

Before either of his comrades could cry out in outrage or dismay Tyrannus pressed the advantage. "Razor." With the offensive buff activated a red glow overtook his sword. A simple application of **** and he sliced the katana and its wielder in twain while shoving the larger man back. With the big man open he sent his blade forward right through the man's head.

All this happened within a matter of seconds.

Tyrannus could only marvel at the aftermath. In his human life he'd been little better than a human twig. A very non-confrontational one at that. He could only dream of pulling off these kinds of feats himself. Yet here he was having taken down four grown men without breaking a sweat.

With his heart thumping in his ears he turned to confront his other guests...only to see they were gone.

Blinking in disbelief the Werewolf stood stupefied at the empty space before him. Looking around frantically incase he could spot them hiding within the rocks Tyrannus spotted freshly made tracks that led back the way the group came.

Meaning the women were making a break for it.