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.

can't do it. It's too far. I won't make it!" Flora clutched

We're here to catch you." I tried

up the courage to jump. But the tree she was standing on swayed violently, and she immediately

a little!" Terrified, Flora's

The small tree Flora was standing on bent and swayed, as if it was going to be uprooted any second

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standing

"Flora!"

but Rufus stopped

his gaze, I found Flora had gotten herself stuck between two fallen trunks. Fortunately, this meant that she wouldn't be swept away by the surging mud. Unfortunately, even from my vantage point, I could tell that she was scared out

tossed a vine

the tree until the

had swept away all kinds of debris and things as large as trees and boulders. Amidst the mess

we reached the fork where the six of us split up, a hand suddenly shot out of the soil beneath my feet and

screamed. Flora, who had been walking in front of me, instantly