The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Flora happily boasted about her contributions for a while before finally getting down to business. Cocking her head to the side slightly, she asked about the others' whereabouts.

"Well, we haven't run into Warren and Tom yet. As for the rest, I'm sure they ran away from the landslide just now. Otherwise, I don't know how they're doing," I said to Flora seriously. Suddenly, I felt relieved that I had asked Rin to leave before anything bad happened.

As the mudflow below us raged ceaselessly, the wind started whipping at us more and more violently. The branches underneath our feet started to shake, as though they could snap at any second. Fortunately, Rufus had taken me to a thick, sturdy branch. Flora was clinging to a tree trunk, not daring to move.

"Oh, my God! The wind's too strong! This tree's about to collapse!"

The wind was howling so loudly that I could barely make out Flora's voice. As I held onto Rufus' waist for support, I could feel that the branch we were standing on was about to break as well. "Wait. I have an idea."

Rufus led me to a secure spot then jumped to a tree a couple of meters away.

"Sylvia, jump. I'll catch you." Rufus spread his arms wide, ready to catch me.

Trusting him with my life, I jumped over without hesitation. Sure enough, he caught me without a hitch. Then, he turned to Flora, gesturing at her to do the same.

it!" Flora clutched at the tree

you." I tried to coax her

to her feet, trying to pluck up the courage

a little!" Terrified, Flora's voice trembled, and her eyes

stronger. The small tree Flora was standing on bent and swayed,

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interrupted by Flora's blood-curdling scream. The tree she was standing on snapped at the base, and the roaring wind

"Flora!"

nearly leapt down to catch her, but Rufus

between two fallen trunks. Fortunately, this meant that she wouldn't be swept away by the surging mud.

making sure I was safe, Rufus tossed a vine to Flora for her

didn't climb down the tree until the

kinds of debris and things as large as trees

us split up, a hand suddenly shot out of

in front of me,