The black wolf transformed from Kaelen Vance bared its teeth, its sharp claws gouging deep trenches in the ground, chuckling coldly, "Petty trick."
He let out a low growl, his body suddenly expanded, transforming into an even larger black wolf with gleaming fangs. Its claws, sharp as knives, tore fiercely at the vines rushing toward him.
Yet the vines seemed endless, snapping then swiftly growing again, inexhaustible.
Mia, hanging upside down from a tree, watched in terror: "Kaelen, save me!"
Luna Sutton glanced at her, a disdainful look on her face: "Save you? Do you think you're still the number one beauty of the tribe like before? Looking at your ugly state now makes one feel sick—how could he possibly save you? Not to mention, he can hardly protect himself now."
Her words were exceptionally venomous, leaving Mia trembling with anger, her face turning ashen.
