The sky grew darker, and gradually nothing could be seen clearly in the forest anymore.
During the day, the visibility in this valley was quite good, but at night one couldn't see their own fingers in front of them.
The man in black, carrying the girl, had been walking all afternoon, over mountains and ridges, encountering various birds and beasts.
Just as the man in black struck down a fierce, evil rat with a single blow. The nearby mountains and forests rustled with movement.
He instinctively closed his eyes; upon identifying the source of the footsteps, his expression changed drastically.
When he opened his eyes, he didn't hesitate to jump onto the large tree behind him, clutching the girl in his arms.
Then, a wolf's head emerged from the dense bushes, its fierce eyes glowing with a greenish light.
Then two, then three, then four... more wolves walked out of the bushes.
