Wang Cai's fight with the One-Eyed Wolf King had also taken a turn for the worse. Although he had consumed the same potion, his bloodline was still exhausted. The brief recovery he experienced quickly faded, sending him crashing back down. Pinned directly to the ground by the One-Eyed, it bit down on his neck.
The interrupted ritual resumed, and the last bit of power, tainted with strangeness, was extracted, taking with it his already frail life force.
Wang Cai once again felt the terror of death...
Grendel was in no position to protect herself, watching the soldiers who stood before her fall one by one, her heart completely filled with the pressure of despair.
Is it going to be like last time? Could this time be the same...
But this time I won't choose to flee.
Grendel seemed to make a decision, and the expression beneath her mask suddenly calmed.
