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"Are you so frightened that you're unable to move?"
As the voice fell, a demonic shadow appeared.
Wolf King Nicholas, holding the White Bone Battle Saber, radiated an aura of deadly seriousness as he stepped toward Fesha, who had collapsed on the ground.
"Wolf... Wolf King?" Fesha murmured in a daze, almost entranced.
"My dear girl, it's rare for you to recognize me!" Wolf King, with a backhanded motion, sheathed the White Bone Battle Saber and said with interest, "How about we play a game?"
"Play a game?" Fesha was startled and confused.
"Indeed, a game of cat and mouse!" the Wolf King said with an evil laugh, "I'll give you a five-minute head start, then I'll begin the chase. If you manage to escape, you'll have proven your ability, and I'll let you go this time. But if you get caught, you must marry me and willingly become my little wife. How does that sound?"
"You... you're dreaming!" Fesha was outraged and humiliated.
