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.

flashed by in the corner of my eye. I immediately pushed Peter out of the way and jumped onto a huge rock.

with shock. If I hadn't pushed him just now, he would have been killed by whatever that was. He followed suit and also climbed on top of

telling him to be quiet, and held my breath to not make any sound. As I waited and observed the surroundings, I finally discovered the culprit. It was a

under the ground, but these ones seemed to come to life and crawled out of the earth. They slithered like snakes on the ground, prepared to attack at

and muttered under my breath, "I'm afraid we've just encountered the most

What do we do

I was lost in my

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.

mutated plants. Fortunately, when I checked, there seemed

out of here alive. As

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 but roll my eyes. This werewolf might have been weaker than I

he was sitting and pulled him up. "Grab on to my clothes. When I say jump, jump with

nervously, obviously without a clue

to focus, or else

"Okay."

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