Chapter 917 Wanted
- “Awoo!”
- The wolf let out a weak, dying growl. Its massive body crumpled like limp cotton onto the ground, blood and guts soaking the dirt in a scarlet mess.
- Yeah, the wolf was strong and savage, but a beast is still just a beast. Every time it lunged at Lewis Snow, its chest and belly opened up for him like a target. The result was obvious—Lewis gutted it clean.