"...Vic?" Ivana looked at the Pure Silver Wolf, who was crying bitterly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is it you?"
The Pure Silver Wolf stopped crying and turned its head to look at Ivana.
Its body no longer had any human characteristics, even more extreme than that night.
But Ivana knew it was still the "Vic" she recognized, because its eyes... were still shedding tears.
This made Ivana realize that it might have understood everything.
"Vic... no." Ivana said softly, "You already know, don't you... Ade."
Ade let out an extremely sorrowful whimper, then frantically clawed at his head as if self-tormenting.
"No! Ade, don't do this!"
Ivana immediately rushed forward, trying to hold Ade as she always did before.
But she was unsuccessful; the moment her hand touched Ade's fur, Ade suddenly surged up, knocking Ivana away.
Ivana fell into the mud.
"Woo... howl!"
Ade seemed both to be wailing and roaring.
