Amarok slashed, but Junior blocked, swinging a quick kick. Amarok took the blow in his side, and he faltered. The mobster seized the opportunity and swung his weapon, catching Amarok in the side of the head. The Huntsman-in-training fell, dazed. His headphones were cracked, now unable to play music. He was dazed, but yanked them off for the first time since he'd met Yang, revealing that his ears were pointed, covered in white hair.

Junior picked up Amarok by the throat. "So you are the half-breed even the mutts won't touch," he said. "That kid whose arm I cut off all those years ago."