Wolfe was sitting in the Black Rose guild hall at one of the tables with a mess of crap sitting in front of him. No less then about 10 empty plates, 6 empty glasses, a very interesting looking lacrima, and a book sat sprawled out in front of him. He was focusing now on the book as he mumbled something to himself. However, after only a minute or so the mumbling grew louder and louder until is was almost at a roar. As his voice got louder it was easy to see as his muscles tensed and his teeth were grinding too. His teeth were bared, and his extended caines were exposed. As this continued arc of electricity started to arc off his body all over him. As he continued to get angrier the arcs started to shoot up and away from his body. It was almost like he was going into a full out rage.
Wolfe finally jumped up and slammed his hands on the table in front of him, with his hands landing on both sides of the open book in front of him. The table almost gave way to the pressure of the hit as he bellowed "DAMN HIM!!!! AND DAMN THIS BOOK!!! His rage was frightening to say the least.
Wolfe finally jumped up and slammed his hands on the table in front of him, with his hands landing on both sides of the open book in front of him. The table almost gave way to the pressure of the hit as he bellowed "DAMN HIM!!!! AND DAMN THIS BOOK!!! His rage was frightening to say the least.