Across the entire battlefield, countless Black Wolves were performing the same maneuvers, looking like a well-disciplined and orderly army. No, in fact, even a real army couldn't execute commands this effectively.
Viscount von Doggen felt a chill in his heart; he suddenly realized these wolves might not just be ordinary forest monsters - were they Druids? No, Druids wouldn't command monsters.
The Burei Infantry suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
The Viscount instantly lifted his head, hardly believing what he saw. The black tide of wolves was parting from both sides, seemingly making way, and in the center of that path, a person on horseback was passing through the wolf pack.
That person was Brand.
Brand was also looking up at him.
A dark crystal slowly emerged on his forehead, shimmering with an unusual light.
