Because part of the backlash from the ritual had also affected him.
Warwolf picked up the arrow with the eyeball on it and, astonishingly, bit off the eyeball directly. Juice even oozed out as he chewed, while his attention remained fixed on the arrow in his hand.
"These are the Eagle Flock's arrows. It seems we haven't completely killed those guys, or there's another team..."
Warwolf swallowed the eyeball and then turned to look at the others.
He knew that those warriors were waiting for an explanation. They needed to understand why they had let the enemy who desecrated the sacred ritual go.
"Even if we catch up and kill them, what does it matter? What's really important is the Cavalry behind them. They want you to pursue them, to hold us up, waiting for those Cavalry to arrive."
Saying this, Warwolf looked up in the direction Wang Cai had fled. The previously indistinct shapes of the wolves also fled with him.
