Chapter 60

Third Person’s POV

+8 Pearls

In the wilderness, Adelaide raised her silver spear and thrust it at Ellen’s right shoulder.

Ellen burst into laughter–was this weak strike even worthy of being called a battle move?

The fifteen–thousand–strong Ironthorn Army joined in the mockery. Judging by her grip, she probably couldn’t even match a wolf pup’s claws.

Yet, in an instant, Adelaide’s fingertips burst with silver–blue bone spikes. Her seemingly delicate hands had partially shifted into wolf claw.

The silver spear, sensing the awakening of ancient blood, instantly crawled with frost–tooth runes. As the spear tip pierced the air, it emitted a shrill howl.

Ellen’s muscles beneath his hardened scales suddenly convulsed–an instinctive reaction of a lower–ranking wolf to bloodline suppression.

His elongating canines hadn’t fully transformed when Adelaide’s spear blade, adorned with a silver moon crest, illuminated his shrinking pupils.

Before the Ironthorn Army’s laughter had even faded, the frozen earth erupted with a sound like ice splitting.

“Wolf claws?” Adelaide’s voice carried a faint sneer as her spine burst into a protruding bone tail, tearing through her cloak.

The moment the spear tip grazed Ellen’s iron pauldron, her hand fully transformed into a wolf’s claw.

Ellen froze. If he tried to snatch the spear now, his entire arm would be shattered.

Panicking, he attempted to retreat but was a step too slow.

The spear tip grazed his left scapula, piercing through the iron–clad armor and drawing blood that dripped down the blade.

“Excuse me,” Adelaide said, releasing her wolf claw. The front–rank wolf warriors dropped to their knees, uncontrollably.

pauldron,

Ellen’s face turned pale.

the point? He couldn’t even

silence only the north wind

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Chapter 60

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sheathed sword in hand, his voice still trembling, “I, Ellen, from this day forth, pledge unwavering loyalty

Ulrik’s POV

atop the distant battlements, Velda burst

Lance stage this farce to prop up Adelaide? No dodge, no parry —just standing

shielded us from the pheromones and the specifics of their

Ellen standing

was nothing but a charade orchestrated by Lance to elevate

voice bristled with fury, “The Ironthorn Army bends to Lance’s will. If he says bow, they bow. Why the theatrics?

I too was puzzled.

were more than decent. If it came to a

repertoire be so

me, I was caught

so–called challenge was a

Resentment simmered within me.

but handing over the Ironthorn Army to Adelaide and staging this “Challenge Decree” was nothing

could this not dishearten the wolf warriors who fought

Velda said, turning

was palpable, the

be reckless. She’s in command of the Ironthorn Army. Even if you beat her, where does that leave Lance and the Ironthorn

special treatment started this. Why should

still want to earn merits? The battlefield commander here is

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