Synthia looked at the giant wolf, thoughtful for a moment before she spoke:
"Sure."
"Alright." Drayken nodded and slowly walked toward the wolves.
How do you tame a beast?
There might be many ways to do it but for a wild creature like this, one that could kill a man in the blink of an eye, there was only one method.
The simplest.
And the most effective.
The most brutal way.
Drayken approached the nearest wolf with steady steps.
One of them immediately noticed him and let out a howl, tilting its head toward the sky.
Drayken hadn’t bothered to hide his presence so it was easy to spot him.
Immediately, all the wolves turned their heads toward the figure cloaked completely from head to toe.
The giant, red-furred wolf’s eyes flickered with contemplation for a moment before it sent one of its underlings forward, to test the creature standing before it.
"Oh? It has some intelligence, at least. That’ll make it easier to tame." Drayken gave a self-approving nod.
As the wolf rapidly closed the distance, jaws wide for a bite that could have taken off his entire head—
Drayken casually flicked his hand.
Bang!
The wolf was launched into the air, sent hurtling before crashing violently into the ground.
For a moment, the pack forgot to howl.
Stunned, their eyes locked onto Drayken.
The giant red-furred wolf was the first to react. It growled, straightening the backs of the other wolves and snapping them back to focus.
Then its blood-red eyes locked onto Drayken, as if it intended to devour him whole.
Drayken continued forward, his pace slow and steady.
The smaller wolves retreated, fear clear in their eyes.
But the giant red-furred wolf stepped forward to confront the man, giving the lesser wolves a surge of courage.
Awoo!
Their formation shifted from encircling the cargo to now encircling the cloaked figure completely.
Drayken only shrugged, unconcerned.
His eyes swept past the wolves... and landed on the cargo.
They were traveling on strange horses wreathed in dark flames. Even the wheels of the carriages were aflame, and the entire structure was forged from metal.
There were three cargos in total, each escorted by a handful of people dressed in casual clothing, one of whom had already fallen, gravely injured.
"Hmm?"
Drayken stomped the ground. The earth trembled beneath him.
"It’s boring to play with weaklings. Let’s just fight you."
His figure vanished in an instant and in the next moment, he appeared directly in front of the red-furred wolf.
Awooo!
The wolf let out a fierce roar.
Drayken narrowed his eyes, clenched his fist, and punched lightly.
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