"You're looking for death!"
Seville's Wings spread out abruptly, the black feathers clanging like blades.
A bone-chilling cold erupted from his body. His amber beast-eyes narrowed into slits, locking deadly onto the Old Wolf Clan Leader's throat.
His gaze wasn't that of one looking at a living creature, but rather one measuring the fastest angle from which to bite and tear open a windpipe.
This was the posture of an apex predator before a kill.
"Calm down!"
The moment Su An'an's fingertips touched his arm, Seville's tensed muscles reflexively relaxed.
But his eyes, still fixed on the Old Wolf Clan Leader, were steeped in killing intent. The low growl rumbling in his throat sent shivers down the spines of the surrounding Beastmen.
'This cub is terrifying!'
"Alright! We'll do it by the rules, then."
Su An'an casually flicked her wrist, then suddenly flashed a grin at Stinky Bear.
"But I suggest we use a different Beastman!"
