[Stamina: 25/25–>15/25]

Tyr immediately felt a surge of power travel up from his legs through his entire body, ramping up every cell it passed like a fast-acting steroid.

His mind became a bit hazy out of nowhere, but his senses such as smell, sight, and hearing boosted immensely.

He took on a rabid stance, bending slightly at the knees as his mouth opened a bit–revealing his canines which grew to double the length of normal.

Three white stripes appeared on top of his nose, his pupils shifting into a deep and ferocious gray color.

The nails on his hands and feet grew in both size and durability.

Some white fur appeared on his elbows, shins, and shoulders. All of his muscles expanded in size slightly and had an elevated level of vascularity. Since they were bigger, they pushed against his skin–giving them a more lean and shredded look.

This was Soul Mend: Polaris Tiger.

[All of your stats except for Aura are 1.5X for the next 30 seconds.]

[Vitality: 21/21–>31.5]

[Strength: 30–>45]

[Stamina: 25/25–>37.5]

[Speed: 24–>36]

Bilweif took a step back instinctively as his body noticed the change in Tyr’s presence. He was no longer the boy from before. The energy that exuded from him resembled that of a savage predator.

Bilweif’s brows curled inwards, slightly confused and wary.

‘What just happened? Is this his Ancestral Ability? But… I saw that he has no Aura… how? How can it be?’ A frown began to grow on his face.

Craig saw his boss’s expression from afar, his mind also growing worried as he put his guard up just in case.

Tyr’s confidence was at an all-time high like a predator scoping out its prey.

He lunged at Bilweif in an animalistic stance, his hands and feet moving at flashing speeds.

Suddenly, he changed course, jumping to the right and landing on the wall before pushing himself off again and landing on the left side of the alleyway. He did this until he was over 20 feet in the air in quick succession and finally pounced down at Bilweif.

Before the criminal knew it, Tyr was upon him. Bilweif raised his guard, but it was too late. Tyr’s sharp claws raked across his face, slicing off strips of skin.

“AARRGH!!” Bilweif screamed, pain and shock evident in his voice. Deep X-shaped wounds marred his face, blood splattering onto the ground.

Tyr was relentless, unleashing a powerful kick into Bilweif’s chest whilst in mid-air and sending him sprawling deeper into the alley.

Bilweif slid to a halt, rising to his feet with a furious expression on his face. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, temporarily hiding the trauma and pain of Tyr’s last attack.

He tightened his fists, suddenly making his arms grow in muscle and get denser in size.

He stormed forward, getting mere feet from Tyr before launching several punches at the boy.

As the hailstorm of punches came at him, Tyr’s arms and feet moved in a much more smooth, quick fashion than usual.

Tyr ducked below one punch, the force from the afterblow causing Craig’s hair to sway slightly.

As the attacks continued, Tyr jumped, dodged, and swayed to the side several times in quick succession, successfully avoiding all of the attacks thrown at him.

It was as though his body was already used to fighting.

Tyr understood from all of this that he had not only mended himself with Rudra’s physical abilities but also some of the fighting skills the tiger had built up through decades of experience.

Bilweif was at a loss as all of his attacks failed to land.

“Damn it!” He shouted in frustration, jumping backward and creating some space. His face and body were covered in blood. He clenched his teeth, tightening his entire face as blood gushed out even more.

His head suddenly expanded about 2 times in size. His legs also became larger as he abruptly stormed forward with his head faced toward Tyr like a bull.

“Try and dodge this!” He screamed moving at a much quicker pace than before.

Moments before he tackled the boy, Tyr guarded himself with his hands.

As Bilweif’s attack landed, Tyr felt an immense amount of force suddenly drive through him–propelling him into the air.

It nearly drove all the air out of his lungs again as he felt a throbbing pain radiate through his back.

‘What!?’ He was surprised at the sudden increase in power of the criminal, his wrists badly bruised. ‘Fuck… if I get hit by something like that again my wrists will break.’

The attack threw him all the way out of the alley and above the busy street.

A few people spotted the boy randomly appear in the air, calling out in shock.

“Oi! There’s a person falling!”

“Get out of the way!”

A few people yelled, others screaming as Tyr landed on top of a small group of people.

It didn’t injure them much, allowing them to quickly run to safety.

Those around Tyr also made space. A circle formed, people making a loud commotion about what was going on.

“What the hell just happened?”

“Where did he come from?”

“Hey, kid! Are you alright!?”

The landing was harsh, causing Tyr to be a little light-headed as he rose to his feet.

At that moment Bilweif stormed in from the alleyway. People made way for him as they saw him approach.

[Time limit: 10 seconds.]

‘Damn… I don’t have time to waste. I have to get this done quick.’

Bilweif came to Tyr with a nasty expression. As he got closer to the middle of the crowd, dozens of people began to call out his name all of a sudden.

“Look! It’s Bilweif!”

“What!? Is that really him!?”

“Look at his face! The kid must have done that!”

The crowd quickly grew in shock as everyone began to recognize the brute. Tyr was shocked, not expecting this whatsoever.

‘I didn’t know he was so well known…’ He thought to himself.

Suddenly, a man called out to him: “Oi, kid! Beat his ass!”

Tyr looked toward this man’s direction for a split second.

Without a moment’s delay, another voice added on top: “Yeah! Get him!”

“Fuck him up!”

“I want to see him dead!”

The crowd began to hype up in excitement for some reason.

‘What have I gotten myself into!?’ Tyr exclaimed inwardly. As he saw Bilweif get closer, he hardened his resolve and dashed forward: ‘I’ll end this right now.’

Before Bilweif could make a move, Tyr appeared beside him and slashed his stomach–tearing off several more strips of meat.

Bilweif screamed in agony, but before that scream finished Tyr appeared on the opposite side and raked his claws across the man’s abdomen again.

As Bilweif reacted in shock and turned, Tyr tore his chest open with a double hand swipe. All of this occurred within 3 seconds.

The man thumped onto the floor like a ragdoll, Tyr standing over him while panting.

[You have slain Bilweif (Apprentice Rank Human).]

…

[You leveled up!]

‘I-I can level up… from killing a human?’

A roar of cheers erupted from the crowd out of nowhere.

“Yeah!!!”

“Whohooo!”

“Fuck that bastard!”

Tyr turned to face the people around him: ‘Why are they celebrating so much?’ He was confused, ‘Aren’t they angry? Did I not just murder someone?’

[The time limit for Soul Mend has ended.]

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