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.

once been a study of different bloodlines and races. It showed how the wizards' and witches' chances of winning in close

they needed some

finish the incantation, they would have already been knocked

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 thick fog completely dissipated. Rin nipped Noreen's arm and majestically stood on her torso with

Rin!" I didn't hesitate to

intensified. She pressed her whole

her pale and livid face now turned red. She looked at me fiercely in pain. "Sylvia, I wanted to help you, but is

annoyed, she uttered, "If you make this damn wolf release me, I'll tell you

eyes flickered with

was obviously trying

hands and feigned a helpless look. "I'm sorry, but I don't know wolf language. I can't order her to do anything." "Liar!" Noreen hissed and stared fiercely at her injured hand. She inhaled

in her other hand. It instantly turned into a blazing fire and

filled my ears. One was the sound of my palm getting scalded, and