Anger can be a sharp two-edged blade.
It could hurt other people and also hurt oneself.
But Rex is a Werewolf on top of being a Human; he's the Royal Black Prince.
For him, anger is a one-edged blade, and it would only stab what he aimed it at.
And at this moment, he pointed ahead.
More bones broke inside his body with each step, but they also healed as quickly, allowing Rex to trace the distance bit by bit—with relentless fervor. His eyes were now burned with the fire of determination, and pain no longer influenced him the way it should.
It strengthened him.
Every blast of energy from the emerald star was turned into more power.
Crack!
As he made it to the sixth step, his shin bone broke and pierced his flesh, causing him to stumble.
But before he could fall, it snapped back to place.
