Nothing hurts men like him who take pride in their werewolf powers other than belittling that thing which they are so proud of.
And Joanna didn't fail to take advantage of it.
"Tonight, my name will no longer be Mark if I don't rip off that darn mouth of yours...," He said and swung a punch at Joanna's mouth.
Joanna effortlessly blocked his punch with her palms. She did this without moving a step away from her previous spot; something that only a few people in the Kingdom could do.
"Then I bet you will have to change your name tonight," Joanna smirked and grabbed his hand in which he had failed to retract.
Her right hand glowed red and almost immediately Mark's long sleeve black shirt caught fire.
Joanna let go of his hand and moved backwards. Mark frantically tried to quench the fire but for some reason, the flames refused to go out no matter how many times he beat it with his other hand.
"I never said you guys could move, did I?" Joanna glared at the remaining five guys who tried to go to Mark's rescue.
On a normal day, they wouldn't have paused when she talked.
In fact, they would have hurried to seize her but after witnessing what she was capable of. And with the strange powers she possessed which they had never come across, they had to think twice about their next action.
Joanna shifted her gaze to the man who had resorted to ripping off the shirt in which the fire had spread from the sleeve to the other part.
Even after he had successfully torn his clothes Mark's agonizing screams didn't stop. He rolled on the floor with the hope of making the pain go away but it didn't.
"Oops... I forgot to tell you that my special flames burn ten times more than normal flames. The pain doesn't stop even if that flames had been put off but it intensifies instead," Joanna smirked, her gaze focused on the guy who had gone mad due to the immense pain he was going through.
"For beings like you normal flames would heal quickly but I bet with you that your current wound won't take less than three months to heal fully".
"W-what...," Mark managed to utter a word despite the inexplicable pains he was going through.
"Because of the recent killings in the kingdom. My man has been working his ass off to restore peace to the Kingdom and prove his innocence...," Joanna clasped her fist when she recalled the nights Amos stayed out just to make sure that the masterminds of the ongoing turbulence in the Kingdom were brought to book.
"You will leave here alive although I can't say in the same way you came all thanks to the fact that I don't want to add more to his problems. Count yourselves lucky because killing every last one of you was my plan from the start," Joanna turned and shot the remaining five men a deadly glare.
Joanna lifted her right palm slightly in the air, her gaze not moving from the direction of the five men.
"I might have changed my mind about killing all of you... but trust me, after the hell you will go through during this period, the next time you see me, you will run for dear life without being told to," She retorted and blew on the flame in her hand.
The flames broke into balls of small fire after she did this.
The balls of fire flew towards where the five men stood.
A minute later screams of anguish could be heard in the lonely street.
The five men stripped themselves until they were nude.
Joanna who was now some distance away was too eager to reunite with her man to care about what became of them.
She was merciful enough to spare them for Kayden's sake. They should be grateful they got a lighter punishment for what they did.
...
A few minutes later Joanna was seen fearlessly walking on the street even though it was past midnight.
"Bacon," Joanna called to the bird flying ahead of her.
As if she heard her call, Bacon flew back to where she was. Joanna halted and stared at the bird which was waiting for her instructions.
"Bacon, the area is quite wide and it will take me an entire night if I want to go around searching for him without following his scent as a lead...," She muttered.
Although she loved the scent hidden perfume he always used since it hides his original scent, for the first time she hated it.
If not for the perfume she would have easily followed his scent and would not have had to rely on Bacon's help but because he always wears that perfume it was almost impossible to trace him with his scent.
"So I will leave for you the job of scouting the area for him and any suspicious person on the street," She said and reached out her hand to touch Bacon's feathers.
"You know what to do if you see him or notice a strange person around right?" She patted his feather.
Seeing him shake his tail made Joanna chuckle.
"Since you understand the mission then go on and find my man now. I have missed him a lot," She whispered.
Instantly, Bacon flew away just like she ordered.
Thanks to her system's analysing function Joanna was able to scrutinize every nook and cranny of the street in a short period.
Every time she confirmed that the street was safe she moved to the next one.
She was in the middle of searching the fourth street when her sensitive ears picked up a familiar lady's voice.
"Drey!" Joanna exclaimed with widened eyes. She spun and peered in the direction the voice came from.
She was still trying to ascertain what Audrey came there for when she heard sounds as if a battle was going on in that direction.
