A huge Wolf claw stepped on the man's chest. The claw that came out of the needle-like silver hair easily pierced the man's thick clothes and touched his skin. It was as if it could crush his heart with a light force.
The silver Wolf lowered its head in the midst of the thumping heartbeat. The man's panicked face was reflected in its gray-blue eyes. He could see some contempt and disdain on the giant Wolf's face.
This sudden change shocked both sides. The silver Wolf caught the leader first and pushed the leader down. When the others were about to shoot, the silver Wolf raised its head and roared, forcing the archers to retreat.
A few bowmen who were searching number one and the others were startled and immediately held their arrows. They instinctively turned their hands around and pressed the tip of the arrows against their throats.
Number one and the others were stunned for a moment, but they did not resist and allowed them to do as they pleased.
