The silver Wolf King shone brightly under the moonlight that reflected off it and made it look like it was glowing.
Up on the cliff, the Wolf King’s silver fur was fluttering in the wind like a fine work of art.
However, Milo did not have any intention of appreciating it. He only wanted to run away!
Didn’t they say that the wolves had already left the vicinity of Stronghold 113 and headed into the mountain range that was several hundred kilometers away?
Why had they suddenly reappeared here?
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