The young Elf girl nervously gulped, a hint of fear in her eyes.
She hadn't expected the man before her to be so powerful.
With a single punch, he had knocked down the four-meter-tall wolf.
Even more intimidating was the giant dragon avatar that had appeared behind him, exuding an overwhelming and domineering aura.
With its massive jaws, the wolf was torn apart, blood splattering everywhere.
If she said she wasn't surprised and frightened, it would be a lie.
Yet, remembering that the man had helped her, she quickly pushed those thoughts aside and slowly rose to her feet.
Her legs, though weak, began to regain strength, and the pain had lessened.
Perhaps it was because the looming threat, the black wolf, was now completely destroyed.
Her gaze returned to Leon's broad back, and she bowed her head in respect.
"Um... Sir, thank you," she said, her voice trembling.
Her hands were slightly clenched, betraying her nervousness.
