The blonde woman signaled, and the remaining shapechangers moved into battle formation. Andrev crouched, ready to spring, ready to take on any form. He charged first. Even as an animal he was lightning fast. He was tiger, wolf, bear, hawk, lion, eagle, slashing, biting, tearing, clawing.
A cacophony of animal growls and roars rent the air, but Andrev ignored them, reveling in the quicksilver sensation of going from shape to shape without stopping. When he returned to his human form, the ground was littered with bodies.
The blonde woman looked pale, shocked.
“I don’t believe you,” Andrev said.
She smiled.
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