In the blink of an eye, Tyson was a black whirlwind, bursting from the darkness with the Tiger Pack in tow.
Following them was the herd of horses led by Ashes. They galloped forth, their hooves thundering like drumbeats.
Every horse was powerfully built, their manes flying in the night wind.
As for the dark shadow in the night sky, that was undoubtedly Loki.
The moment he saw Feng Mountain, Tyson let out a low growl of longing, his voice filled with the joy and excitement of their reunion.
His massive body shoved aside Feng Jun, who was standing beside Dad. Then, he eagerly buried his big head in his arms, just like a child who hadn't seen his father in a long time.
Good grief!
'It's only been a few days, and this guy has gotten fatter!'
Feng Mountain strained with both arms, barely managing to wrap them around Tyson.
Luckily, Tyson only leaned in affectionately instead of pouncing on him.
'Otherwise, with his size, he would have knocked me right to the ground.'
