It was a strange creature with a wolf's head and a human body, appearing before her like a demon. Zhao Jingya had only ever seen such sights in nightmares, like the "Impaling Death Messenger" with the red pitchfork she had dreamed of earlier.
"Hrr..." He let out a low growl. Now Zhao Jingya could see that his fingers were black, with black nails two inches long. Looking back at the tree trunk, she realized the marks on it had been left by those black claws. He had been sharpening them all along.
"Y-y-you... don't come any closer! I'm warning you! I've killed a chicken before!" Zhao Jingya screamed, backing away on trembling legs.
The wolf-headed monster ignored her warning and advanced on feet that also bore black nails.
"Roar!" He suddenly roared, pushed off with both feet, and opened his bloody maw, ready to swallow the tender-skinned woman before him whole.
Zhao Jingya collapsed to the ground, her face deathly pale, unable to utter a word.
Whoosh! At the critical moment, a golden beam pierced the darkness, forming an arrow as it shot toward the Werewolf.
He tilted his head, and the golden arrow skimmed past his long, upright ear, leaving a scorching streak behind.
Zhao Jingya turned to look. Two people stood nearby, both enveloped in golden shields. One had a golden mark on his forehead, and his eyes shone brighter than the starlight reflected in the lake.
In an instant, her fear turned into radiant hope. Though she had no idea why he had suddenly appeared here, she was certain he was an Elementalist.
"Damned monster! How dare you threaten the princess? Get out of here!" Yao Chun spoke first, his tone neither forceful nor mild. Anyone watching would have taken him for the Elementalist.
The ease vanished