Rose rushed to Nigel's side, cheeks puffed with indignation. "Why did you throw yourself in like that? Look at you—you're covered in wounds!"
To her, Nigel's behavior was pure foolishness. Yesterday, Zora hadn't even truly intended to save them, yet he acted as if he owed her a life debt.
But Nigel ignored her entirely. His gaze stayed fixed on the distant battlefield, pupils trembling as he silently prayed.
Please… let her survive.
Over there, the Nether Wolf King had just slammed Zora to the ground. One human and one beast were locked in a vicious struggle, blood mist curling around them.
Someone muttered bleakly, "Zora's done for. Let's go."
One after another, warriors jumped down from the branches.
