As Mike savored his delicious burger, the booming thunder continued to reverberate, and the tide of battle shifted dramatically.
Several arrows pierced through Vladimir's river of blood, and the Nature Elf Envoy broke free from her restraints.
Above the Valley of the Fallen Wolves, the wilderness wolf's howl echoed.
[I was meant to enter the Temple of Truth, yet I hid here for years. As punishment, when my true form appears, it must endure a full-powered blow from the current Wolf Alpha.]
[Ten seconds. If I can end the fight within ten seconds and retreat into the Temple of Truth, I'll survive!]
The wilderness wolf explained its predicament to the Nature Elf Envoy.
Without a word, the pale-faced Nature Elf Envoy nocked another arrow, aiming to kill Vladimir.
However, as expected, Dracula intercepted every single arrow.
