"I couldn't hear clearly from so far away, and I didn't dare to get any closer."
"You really are a fucking waste of space!" Erge cursed indignantly upon hearing this.
Laosan also looked on disdainfully. It was clear Dismas was a coward. His survival had hinged solely on abandoning his comrades and fleeing the battle.
Dismas merely grinned awkwardly and lowered his head to avoid their gazes.
Just then, the elites finally made a discovery.
"Sir! There's a situation over here."
The group rushed over and found limbs gnawed clean to the bone.
The scattered remains were riddled with bite marks. The femur bones had even been used as chew toys by some wolf, the marks clearly visible.
"These are wolf bite marks."
This discovery further solidified their belief: only the Barbarians in this territory could command packs of wolves.
"I saw those people heading that way. This direction definitely isn't the way back."
