The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

After passing through the dense reed marsh, Peter and I arrived at an open mountainous field.

The view was filled with boulders of various shapes and forms. Beautiful flowers of all sorts bloomed everywhere. The deep and tranquil sound of the mountain spring filled the air. It was peaceful.

But even then, I began to feel more and more restless. Being in crisis mode, where nothing was predictable, made me absent-minded to the beauty around me.

"Well, this place looks nice." Poking his head out, Peter naively looked around with no hint of alert on his face whatsoever.

I chose not to say anything, but I stayed on high alert and made sure to pay close attention to the surroundings.

"You know, you're quite different from what I imagine you'd be like. I always thought powerful individuals acted arrogant, but you seem like an easy-going and kind-hearted person. I actually thought you were going to refuse teaming up with me," Peter commented.

Ever since we had been paired up, Peter had been in the mood to be talkative. Even when we were in a supposedly dangerous situation, he would just stand aside and watch me solve the problem, with his hands in his pockets. It was as if he was just on a relaxing hike in the forbidden forest and I was his bodyguard.

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If I hadn't pushed him just now, he would have been killed by whatever that was. He followed

make any sound. As I waited

to come to life and crawled out of the earth. They slithered

eyes and saw the huge tree from which the roots stemmed from and muttered under my breath, "I'm afraid we've just encountered

do we do now?"

answer Peter's question as I was lost in my

phenomenon that occurred in the forbidden forest. Usually, it would only happen in the forest's innermost parts and affected plants in large numbers. Not only did the mutants develop the intelligence and ability to move, but it also grew to have a strong instinct to attack werewolves. Once a werewolf would enter its territory, these plants would attack him as a group, tearing their prey into pieces. It

there should have been no mutated plants. Fortunately, when I checked, there seemed to be only one tree that had mutated

observed the slithering roots and was relieved to find that they were not actually moving that fast, which meant that we still had a chance of getting out of here alive. As long as we made

he fell off a rock and almost dragged me into the tree's range of attack. "Ah, that was so scary! It almost hit me!" Shutting his eyes, Peter screamed as he jumped and clumsily landed on a rock. I couldn't help

the rock where he was sitting and pulled him up. "Grab on to my clothes. When I say

nodded nervously, obviously without a clue what to do

or else you

"Okay."