Meanwhile, with the Tiger Pack.
Seeing that Tyson was about to be ganged up on, the ferocity latent in their very bones erupted in an instant.
One by one, they threw their heads back and roared, letting out a series of deafening bellows that shook the surrounding moss and grass, causing it to rain down.
Then, the tigers fearlessly charged forward to help, confronting the Wolf Pack.
"Enough!" Feng Mountain shouted. His face instantly turned ice-cold as he strode over to Prince. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and smacked him. While he didn't use his full strength, the blow still made Prince howl in pain, his ears drooping and his eyes filled with grievance.
After hitting Prince, Feng Mountain quickly walked over to Tyson and, in the same fashion, smacked him on the head.
Tyson was momentarily stunned by the slap. The ferocity in his eyes dimmed, and he obediently lowered his head, letting out a few low whimpers from his throat.
