"...raa... (...master...) ...raa...(...I... I'm sorry...)"
The large black wolf with shockingly long claws and uncommonly short jaws growled weakly, crawling through the fog while slowly inching forward, dragging her crushed hind legs behind.
It was Cinnamon, after leading the 7th wave's titan-class monsters away from the second defense line she spent every passing hour hunting them down and killing them all.
From the very beginning, she was a special one when compared to Arion and even to Blueberry.
Her determination to grow stronger and surpass everyone was comparable only to Cranberry's.
With each titan-class monster that she felled, the next one would get a bit easier.
The confusing fog was blocking the connection between her and her tamer, but Cinnamon had no time to time to spend worrying - she noticed something amazing!
