"Why is the smell of blood getting stronger and stronger?" Kevin moved his nose suspiciously.
Grass quickly reached out to cover his mouth, listening seriously, and only then spoke: "Not only is there a strong smell of blood, but there are also the footsteps of many people."
Michael nodded, speaking gravely: "Max hasn't returned yet, but so many beastmen are coming instead. It surely can't be the enemy, otherwise Max would definitely come back to warn us."
"Well said. Max let them come here, and coincidentally right to our spot; there must be a purpose. Let's wait and see," Thomas concluded.
The other Snow Wolf warriors hadn't heard the commotion yet, but as time passed, countless footsteps, heavy and light, indeed came through.
The Snow Wolves all looked vigilantly in the direction of the arrivals, not knowing who it was ultimately. Judging by the footsteps, it was not a small number.
