Aurum finished his drink, standing up from the bar. He threw one more glance at the girl, then realized it. She must be his target. Aurum quickly headed out of the bar, putting on his hood. Just as he wanted to reach the car, he felt a little drop on his hand. Oh no, oh no no no no, not here. Why must it be raining right now. Aurum got in the car as fast as he could, starting the engine and stepping on the gas. He could use this as an excuse to flee from the other assassin.
Aurum could see the glowing aura emitting from him, just entering the first stage of weredragon transformation. It always hurt when he changed, when he turned into a monster. Aurum never liked it, he wished he was never born as a weredragon. He ignored the pain and drove as fast as he could to the forest, where no one could see him.














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