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CHAPTER 58: THE PRICE OF PROTECTION

Author: Inkbyjane
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 12:33:01

ELENA'S POV

The magic suppressor bombs did violently tore the wolf spirits away from our physical vessels. All across the pass, the giant, terrifying shadow wolves froze mid-strike, their majestic forms dissolving into thin air like morning mist. The partial transformations of our vanguard reversed with sickening, bone-cracking snaps, their elongated fangs and razor claws violently retracting into human flesh.

I fell hard onto my hands and knees, my chest heaving as I violently coughed up
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