Right now, the monster guardian was stronger than me—in every possible way.
I'd already used my strongest magic and skills on the Wampa, but they barely made a dent. The thick fur, the dense fat, the sheer force behind every movement—it was like trying to punch through a mountain with a toothpick.
And the worst part?
For some reason, the guardian wasn't even paying attention to me.
He only had eyes for Alice.
That wasn't normal.
A guardian spirit isn't supposed to attack its own master—or more specifically, it can't. That's one of the basic laws behind their summoning. And yet… here we were.
Something was off.
But I didn't have the luxury of time to figure out what.
We were already backed into a corner, and Alice was barely holding up under the pressure.
"I just hope the Duke doesn't dock my pay for this," I muttered under my breath. "Or worse—kick me out of the North altogether."
With a sigh, I reached into my dimensional storage ring and pulled out my last resort.
