Chapitre 43: Shattered Plans
The wolves quickly pulled themselves back into focussing on their sole target, so long as they finished off this tiger their task would be completed.
After that they would only have to assist the other groups to hunt down the weaker members of the tiger clan.
Their gazes turned serious as they circled the weakened tiger preparing for another attack.
The wolves got closer and closer until the remaining weaker wolves pounced onto the Tigers back and held on until the tiger finally felt weak and collapsed.
Completely weak from blood loss and his body no longer able to feel any reserves of energy to fight back he felt the hopelessness of his final struggles.
Perhaps his last struggles had bought enough time for their younger generation to escape.
The stronger wolf arrogantly approached the tiger and revealed a vicious smile.
The tiger could do nothing but watch as the figure in front of him slowly grew closer, the closer the figure got the more he felt his life was coming to an end.
Seeing the tiger no longer could put up any resistance the wolf prepared to deliver the final blow as its claws aimed for the tigers neck.
A loud shriek came from the side of them as a small figure crawled towards the pack of wolves letting out a cry. "Rescue me! Rescue me! They captured me and father! Hurry up and save me you fools!"
The wolves were dumbfounded by the scene.
What they saw was a little wolf who had blood flowing from his legs where the broken bones were showing from his wounds.
His legs could no longer walk so he did his best to use his body and head to crawl at his fastest speed towards those who could save his life.
He felt cold, as he used his energy more frantically the coldness spread and his movements became slower as time passed.
Just as the stronger wolf was about to move to help the young wolf he felt a sharp pain in his leg.
He looked down to see the defeated tiger had bit down onto his leg when he was distracted!
He was going to finish off the tiger who would not let go when he heard the sound of shattering.
The little wolf who had tried his best to escape wailed in despair. "No…n…nooooo!"
The coldness spread through his body and every part of his muscles, skin, bones and blood froze.
Until a crack formed on his despair filled face which had become frozen.
The crack spread throughout his body until parts of his body fell to the ground and shattered into many pieces of bloody broken ice.
During the time of the first distraction a small figure hopped into the battle alone and showed a fearless look on his face.
Completely distracted enemies, his fast speed and his training from Shadow the small white rabbit began his attack on the weaker wolves.
The first attack was on the wolves on the tigers back, he jumped up and struck them lightly before jumping to the next leaving behind a trace of his ice spirit energy in their bodies.
The attacks were done silently and could be considered as unnoticeable for those attacked, they would only feel a slight chill and would not hurt their bodies from the physical attack.
However as time went on the ice energy would spread through their bodies unless they expelled it from their bodies.
Unfortunately not realising they had been attacked the wolves felt nothing was wrong.
The stronger wolf had been distracted the second time witnessed the younger wolf shatter into many pieces had become increasingly shocked at the scene.
The other wolves let out groans as their bodies shivered and a light kick landed onto the back of the neck of the stronger wolf.
Alerted by the sudden attack he turned his body towards the figure and his eyes locked onto a small white figure that had attacked him.
The little white rabbits red eyes were showing a look full of mockery as he stood apart from the wolf.
Enraged by the rabbit the wolf was ready to pounce and tear this rude little pest into pieces!
Only then did he remember he could not move as the tiger was still holding on to his leg and would not leg go.
The little rabbit let out a light chuckle as he spoke. "Go."
Appearing from different directions a pair of jackals and other spirit beasts appeared ready for battle.
The wolves grew anxious but they only had one way out of this mess, they had to risk everything to run away and inform the others!
A chill was slowly spreading through the weaker wolves bodies and soon they would not be able to put up much of a resistance, much less escape.
The only one aware of the ice spirit energy in their bodies was the stronger wolf but were the enemy going to give him time to remove it?
Definitely not!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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