The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I blew the whistle as soon as I saw my vision was becoming blurry. To my delight, Rin was able to return at the sound of the whistle despite the dense fog.

Noreen yelled something in the thick fog.

It worked! I was pleasantly surprised and followed the voice.

"Damn it! You stupid wolf, let go of me!" Noreen was exasperated. It was unusual to see her looking that disheveled.

Even the most powerful black witches were not particularly effective in close combat.

Most of the wizards and witches who could only rely on potions and spells feared engaging in close combat the most.

how the wizards' and witches' chances of winning

needed some time to recite a

could even finish the incantation, they would have already

just some wolf. She rules over a pack of wild wolves and is far more sensible and smarter than you." "I don't care who she is. Ask her to let me go!" At this time, the

job, Rin!" I didn't hesitate to praise

She pressed her whole

turned red. She looked at me fiercely in pain. "Sylvia, I wanted to help you, but is this how you're repaying me?" I snorted,

"If you make this damn wolf release me, I'll tell you how to

flickered

trying

language. I can't order her to do anything." "Liar!" Noreen hissed and stared fiercely at her injured hand. She inhaled

It instantly turned into a blazing fire and suddenly

stepped forward to block the flames with my hand. Two distinct sounds filled my ears. One was the sound of my palm getting scalded, and the other was the sound of fabric being