Which is exactly what the two Ramesses Temple guards were now sitting and staring at. They'd stopped yelling after Wilder had taken the soldier out with one swing and then turned to look at them. Now, their faces were paralyzed with shock and apprehension about what this... monster... might decide to do next.

Wilder looked down at the two men, panting. His wrists and ankles were still bleeding where the bindings had cut him, but were healing fast. Kat Argo had thought the mere idea of pain and the bindings possibly lopping off his hands and feet would be enough to keep him from transforming. Even though the Major had proven she knew more about him than he expected, she underestimated him.

He wasn't about to let a little pain keep him from trying.

One of the guards whimpered in heavily acce...

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