Theo regretted stepping out into the road. The moment I walked forward, all hell broke loose.<br/><br/>"Shi--" was all I could get out, before a heavy thump from the turret on top of the military transport announced the firing of a cannon shell. I hit the ground, hands clutched over my ears, as the entire upper portion of the building next to me collapsed, heavy chunks of asphalt, concrete, and metal falling all around. A hefty chunk of concrete thudded off of the ground beside me, rolling slightly at impact.<br/><br/>"What the--"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">FWOOSH</span><br/><br/>The turret went up in an explosion of fire, everyone within sight dropping as a wave of heat washed over the surrounding area. Silence followed the descending of flames. I looked up.<br/><br/>"Damn!!" I huffed, eyes locked on the military vehicle. The turret was effectively disabled, flames engulfing the entire outer casing. Hydraulic veins, once the means of controlling the turret, were ruptured, pouring highly flammable fluids onto exposed circuitry, further fanning the fire.<br/><br/>Those in the nearby proximity were recovering, shakily standing, shaking their heads and assessing what damage, if any, had been done to them. The gunner kicked open the door of the tank, gun at the ready, a thick scratch across his muzzle pouring blood.<br/><br/>I hate canines, with a burning passion. A lifetime of being pushed around, yelled at, and insulted by them had bred in me an enemy to them. It didn't matter what kind of canine they were, hybrid or purebred, I loathed them. For the most part, I could ignore the little voice in my head telling me to smash their skulls in. However, at a time like this, empty belly breaking my focus, my inner beast raged.<br/><br/>I stood up, growling as I locked eyes on the front door of the pub. Several gang members, eager to pick off a disoriented guard watch, stood between me, and a full store of delectable treats. Not even the heavily armored hull of the military vehicle could phase me at this point.<br/><br/>With a snarl, I moved to the closest gang member. He was a smaller wolf, bearing a sniper rifle strapped across his back. I wasn't one for guns of any sort myself, and it did nothing for him now, as I grabbed him by the legs. He yelped loudly, before going sailing into a nearby tree, a sickening crunch as branches splintered off and in his back.<br/><br/>My next victim was a heavier set wolf. The grenade launcher across his back caught my eye, being torn off and used as a club. His skull caved in before he could make a sound.<br/><br/>"BEAR--" was all the third dog could get out, a lithe coyote female with a rapier at her side. She was thrown against the transport, a sinister crack announcing her neck snapping. Her shouting managed to earn the attention of her allies, who turned to face me, too shocked to fight back as I fell upon them, one by one...<br/><br/>"ALL. I. WANTED. WAS. TO. ENJOY. LUNCH. QUIETLY!!!!" I roared, punctuating each word with a flying dog, throwing them every which direction.