wanting to bit him. Armand, with his right opened palm below his chest focused and another big rock appeared in front. He aimed once again at the rapidly flying werewolf. Armand pushed his palm forward, the second rock shoot and headed towards the flying werewolf. It was hit on the chest once again. It grimaced in pain dropping the boy from its clutches. The young boy rapidly fell downwards screaming for his life. Armand wasted no time, he immediately flew, diving down, and chased after the falling young boy. The people witnessing what was happening up in the air screamed fearing for the life of the rapidly falling boy going to their direction. Armand flew faster and faster downwards trying to reach the young boy. Suddenly the young boy felt someone caught him up in the air and when looked up he saw Armand looking at him. He kept looking at Armand,