The Wolf King Alpha knelt on the ground, trembling, blood staining his once glorious fur.
"How... how could this..."
He murmured to himself, his eyes hollow and bleak.
He couldn't believe that in just a fleeting moment, he, who once instilled fear in countless enemies, had become so wretched.
The warriors around him seemed as if struck by a stasis spell, momentarily unable to react, finding it hard to believe the scene before them.
Alpha, the Wolf King, the unwavering faith in their hearts, had now been utterly shattered.
At this moment, whether it was the wolf pack or other races, they were all in shock in their hearts that the Wolf King had been defeated so easily.
"I... I won't lose to you!"
Alpha desperately tried to stand, but his body felt as if it was being crushed by a thousand weights.
He gazed up at David, the figure shimmering with silver light, akin to a divine presence, and couldn't help feeling a deep sense of resentment and despair.
