FAMILY BRAWL

Krepe tried again to self-heal himself. It's one of the Wolf powers he was able to acquire as royalty but he doubts if it can still work. He closed his eyes as he lay on the bed, alone. Mumbling incorrigible words, heat crept up from his toes up to his legs and he was glad his powers are still there. Whatever the crazy tall, dark man had thrown at him, it was very powerful.

If it was a normal weapon, his wounds should have been healed before morning. Unfortunately, the deep cut was still there. Bleeding and rottening maybe. He laid there in his own pool of blood, in pain as anguish, trying hard to heal himself. He closed his eyes and tried again, this time pushing himself harder.

The heat crept again from his toes and rushed up to his waistline. He held his breath and focused so that it won't reduce again. The force pushed the heat to spread from around his waist to every inch of his bones, down to his back where the wound was. He kept gaspi