Zetta immediately pulled his bloodied hand close to him, glaring at the wolf in front of him. Stubborn bastard... Did it really think it could do that to him and get away with it? Did it really think he was just going to shrink off like some sort of weakling?! This was Badass Freakin' Overlord Zetta he was fighting here!

The bastard had taken out his dominant hand, too. Immediately, Zetta's other hand erupted into flame, which he tossed Remus's way, not even bothering to aim in his anger.