The Alpha's throne

Dorothy was able to gather a huge amount of mana on her surroundings with these, she can fully open the silver door but hurriedly run behind Clona’s back.

The werewolf that was chained was looking at them with a weird face and asked “what are you doing here? “. Ryga steps back as he feels a sudden chills from his voice.

Clona moved forward “I heard your scream that was full of agony and pain, do you need help? “. The werewolf bent his head over and looked at the ground and using his cold voice, he asked “what’s the deal? “.

Clona clenched her fist and wanted to ask but nothing came out from her mouth. She doesn't know where to start. She doesn’t know where to begin. She has a lot of questions but she can’t utter a single word.

It was her first time to see a strong wolf beside her father.

“If you have nothing to say, you can get out of this place”. Clona has a lot of questions as her curiosity strikes again.

“But we want to help you” she exclaimed

no way I

ship started to move and they could hear a loud siren coming from the ship. ‘Oh no! We need to get

need to get out of here” Dorothy exclaimed as she stumble from the

man, you decide. Want to or not? “ Ryga could not take it

trust us” Clona exclaim

stops for a while

grab the werewolf’s collar and

the eye “release me”. Clona smiles secretly

at the chain and say “Magic Spell : Wind of Steel”. A wind turning into a

a little more and the chain will be broken. Suddenly they heard a loud voice. “Oh

angry face while casting a spell. Dorothy’s body flew at the corner and lost

manages to enchant a spell to zip their mouth. “A fool! Fool ! Fool!” her hair started to grow longer as she looked at the old man werewolf and Ryga.