Meanwhile, the wolf howls had drawn countless other competitors.
Thinking a gale wolf might have appeared, they raced over.
But when they arrived and saw only a wolf pack, their excitement turned instantly to dread.
The Nether Wolf pack was the last thing anyone wanted to encounter.
Many instinctively backed away.
Until someone shouted— "Someone's in there!"
Everyone froze.
Surrounded by wolves?
That meant certain death.
"Quick—look! It's Zora!"
Gasps exploded like sparks.
People scrambled up trees, branches rustling as dozens of figures climbed for a better view.
Nigel and Rose also rushed over, stopping being dead when they heard the name.
"Zora is surrounded?" Rose's voice trembled.
"That's… that's the Nether Wolf pack. She's finished." Someone whispered in a tone of grim certainty.
After all, who could survive being ringed by dozens of late-stage Earth realm beasts?
But then they looked.
And what they saw drove the breath from their bodies.
