Kael held onto the wolf's black fur very tightly, trying to keep himself from falling.
"Ronan! Wake up! You have injured a lot of people!" Kael shouted, which was useless because Ronan had fallen asleep right now, and the curse of the god was the one controlling him. A curse filled with vengeance and anger in the past now rebelled to kill every human it saw.
"Arielle is waiting for you!"
Even when Kael repeatedly mentioned Arielle's name, the wolf didn't react. It was really useless. With difficulty, Kael took out the anesthetic syringe in his coat pocket. Kael bit the tip and then stuck it to the wolf's neck so hard that it bled.
Ronan's wolf still continued to struggle, but its body slowly felt unsteady, and it didn't take long for the wolf to fall behind the river unconsciously. Kael checked the wolf's condition and ordered the knights to tie up Ronan before he regained consciousness.
