My words were harsh, I knew that, however they weren't the kids I thought. They were furious, yes, but that fury didn't appear now in front of me.
This wasn't a good sign, as they had a good grasp over this game. That meant I would face cunning foxes not angry wolves.
That would change the whole game, to be honest I hated playing with foxes.
"So, our little kitty is trying to bite however it ends with scratches. She is amusing, what do you think, Artolo?"
The wolf of Obselan, Merad, was the one to speak with a loud laugh. They realized my lousy attempt to drive them to attack me.
"You know what, before we came here, during the meeting with the esteemed ladies, they stressed specifically on not to rashly kill her, right?" Artolo said with a smirk.
"Yes, my ladies said it loud clearly, they want this girl who came from a trash kingdom to suffer. Giving her swift death is mercy that we won't show ever to her," Ory said with a sneer.
