Awoooo!!!
The pack leader let out a furious howl, charging directly towards White Mitchell.
Clearly, the leader knew it couldn't escape far, so it wasn't planning to flee anymore.
Now, its only strategy was to delay as much as possible so that the rest of the Wind Wolves could reach here.
Only then would it have a sliver of hope to survive.
This was the wisdom of the pack leader. Even when facing adversity, it could find the optimal solution.
Of course, this plan involved a certain degree of gamble.
If White Mitchell managed to kill it before the arrival of the other Wind Wolves, then the Gale Wolf Pack would fall apart, becoming a disorganized mess.
Only by winning this gamble would the leader have a chance to survive.
This was a forced choice, a dead-end.
Meanwhile, White Mitchell had also seen through the leader's thoughts and naturally wasn't planning to give it a chance to retaliate.
Immediately, White Mitchell directly faced the leader's onslaught.
Boom!