Mag was astonished by this quick turn of events.
One of the wolves had got stopped when its claws were less than half a meter from Mag's head; he had even smelled its stench, but he hadn't felt frightened—Mag Alex could have cut them down like dogs. However, he had been very wary since the wolf had been too strong for him to handle now.
He's a 10th-tier space magic caster all right! Mag thought. Maybe only he could have calmed the crowd down in such a short while. He was very happy that Novan had come and resolved this. This could have been a lot worse. I just hope this incident won't prevent the patrons from eating here.
