Inside the mist, Rose wore a grave expression. Things had just gone from bad to worse. Her heart pounded heavily against her chest, and her palms were sweaty.
She gripped her sword tightly, her nerves tense as she surveyed the mist for any Mist Razor Wolves, and she couldn't help but worry about Caleb Li.
No matter how strong Caleb Li was, could he defeat hundreds of Grade-2 Mist Razor Wolves all alone? Judging from the strong potency of the mist, it seemed it didn't belong to a mere Grade-2 Mist Razor Wolf.
At the center of the mist, Caleb Li stood calmly, his countenance unchanged. The mist might have the ability to obstruct vision, but his perception was beyond what a mere mist could block.
Whoosh!
He disappeared from his spot and reappeared before a Mist Razor Wolf that was ready to launch a sneak attack.
With a swing, his sword severed the wolf's head, blood splashing onto the grass as the headless beast fell.
