The battlefield, thick with unspoken hostility, remained deathly silent. The only sound was the distant howling of the northern winds, swirling around the frozen wasteland.
Yuki and Wulv, taken aback by this unexpected development, wasted no time.
Both of them swiftly signaled their men to stand down. Their warriors, who had been coiled like springs ready to strike, hesitated for only a moment before obeying.
Yuki had her own reasons—reasons she chose not to voice just yet. But Wulv…
Wulv saw something deeper in this.
This golden-clad gorilla standing before them was a testament to a power beyond what he and the other godlings were aware of. It was an unknown force, an unaccounted existence—and Wulv had no intention of meeting such an unforeseen development with brute strength. Not without understanding it first.
