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.

showed how the wizards' and witches' chances of winning in close combat were practically zero when they

some time to

incantation, they would

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

didn't hesitate to praise

She pressed her

of the pain, her pale and livid face now 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,

Embarrassed and annoyed, she uttered, "If you make this damn wolf release

flickered

obviously trying to trick

helpless look. "I'm sorry, but I don't know wolf language. I can't order her to do anything."

materialized in her other hand. It instantly turned into

dodge and 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