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.

from beneath Ellen’s pauldron, drop

Ellen’s face turned pale.

was the point? He couldn’t even last a

the deathly silence only the north

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Chapter 60

+8 Pearls

knee, sheathed sword in hand, his voice still trembling, “I, Ellen, from this

Ulrik’s POV

battlements,

to prop up Adelaide? No dodge, no parry —just standing there

battlements and the wilderness shielded us from the pheromones

was Ellen

a charade orchestrated

Army bends to Lance’s will. If he says bow,

I too was puzzled.

such theatrics–Adelaide’s combat skills were more than decent. If it came

repertoire be

time she struck at me,

challenge was a

Resentment simmered within me.

noble wolf pups to enhance their glory on the battlefield, but handing over the Ironthorn Army to Adelaide and staging this

the wolf warriors who

challenge her,” Velda said, turning

wolf’s restlessness was palpable, the surging

beat her, where does that leave Lance and the Ironthorn Army’s dignity? With a major battle looming, we can’t afford internal strife that

huffed, “Their special treatment started

want to earn merits? The battlefield commander here

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