Craig stood at the edge of the mountain path, overlooking the struggling female on the cliff face, his cold, hard lips moved slightly, "Sorry, you cannot go back."
Indifference surged in his eyes, his claw blades viciously slashed at the mountain path, his movements were swift and unwavering!
Wen Shu's pupils contracted, unable to think, instinctively released her grip, but Craig's target was not her at all.
The sharp claws pierced into the stone, emitting a teeth-gritting screech, forcibly carving a crack into the cliff face!
With his exertion, the crack rapidly expanded, spreading under his palm, the entire stone wall began to shake and totter.
Wen Shu turned her face away, avoiding the falling stones, her gaze landed below.
The snowflakes were gradually shrinking, but after the previous rapid snowfall, the dark abyss at the bottom of the cliff was flickering with a large area of ominous glow.
