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.

bloodlines and races. It showed how the wizards' and witches' chances of winning in close combat were practically zero when

needed some time

could even finish the incantation, they would have already been knocked over to

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 her entire forelimb so the latter

Rin!" I didn't

intensified. She pressed her whole

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, "Are you really helping me or

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

flickered with

obviously trying to trick me

but I don't know wolf language. I can't order her to do anything." "Liar!" Noreen hissed

It

my ears. One was the sound of my palm getting