Blood whistled lowly when he saw Silver transform and nodded "Daaaaaaamn." He continued on his warpath, hacking down the un-dead and leaving a trail of blood and bodies.
Blood stopped abruptly at the sound of the new voice and turned, quickly swapping vision modes and looking around to find who made it. "WHOEVER THE FUCK YOU ARE, SHE IS UNDER THE PROTECTION OF AGENT ALASKA, PROJECT FREELANCER! UNLESS YOU WANT TO BE MY NEXT MEAL, YOU'D BEST LEAVE!" he roared.
He watched as the man jumped down from the building, swapping sight back to normal he stared at him and growled lowly. "Leave her alone pretty boy, or that face of yours is going to get pretty ugly pretty fast." He rumbled lowly, already entering a fighting stance.
He assumed the man to be Purge, putting two and two together, he assumed he was the one she was running from. Before he could move in for the kill Silver transformed into her beast form once more and he was gone. She pounced on him, braced in his prior stance he remained up-right, he slid across the ground a few inches ripping up asphalt as he did.
He leveled the broadside of his blade in front of him and shoved her off and to the side, hard, she hit the ground with a thud. "What in the hell? If it's the pretty boy you're after attack him or get the hell out of my way so I can kill him myself!" He roared at her, raising his entire form up as a way to assert dominance.
He knew how werewolves acted, slightly. Although she looked fucked up, she looked like a werewolf to him.
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