Evangeline soon arrived at the Sun-drenched Slope. She saw a crowd of Beastmen gathered there, sunbathing. They were in their beast forms, lounging in various poses, freely enjoying the sun's embrace. The scene was lively and chaotic.
Her gaze swept across the area. Finding Rhys Finch in this "zoo" wouldn't be easy.
In fact, she spotted him almost immediately.
In the spot on the Sun-drenched Slope with the best sunlight, a towering white fox lay coiled. It was a full three meters tall.
Its fur was as pure as frost and snow, shimmering with a soft halo in the sunlight.
At that moment, it was listlessly flicking its large, fluffy white tail. Its head rested comfortably on its front paws in a lazy posture. But the head of this majestic beast was wrapped in layers of white gauze, which clashed with its massive, wild body. The sight was indescribably comical.
'Rhys Finch's beast form really is a white fox.'
'That settles it. Rhys Finch is Caden Albright.'
