Boom——
The fort cannon at the top of the tower roared once more.
The entire Wolf Castle trembled, and the white mist formed when the White Crystal was drained instantly enveloped the tower.
The tall Wolf Race member clad in a black woolen coat, upon leaping onto the city wall, burst through his coat with a bang, transforming into a massive and muscular gray Werewolf. He agilely dodged a crossbow arrow shot by the Texas Wolf Race and swept them off the city wall with a slap.
At that moment, the gloomy clouds scattered in the sky, and the bright moonlight illuminated the city wall, making the black fur on his body distinctly visible.
This was an incredibly robust Werewolf, with bulging muscles and a height of over three meters.
"A big catch."
Jeanne's voice came through clearly.
"As expected of the rebel race, not only mingling with a bunch of lowly-blooded wanderers, but also associating with people from the Holy Church."
