With the ice rock dagger stuck in the back of his neck, Alpha could no longer walk. Because he couldn't pull out the blade, the wound couldn't heal, and his neck felt like it was burning. His formerly monstrous form had returned to normal. Then he fell limply on the ground and was unconscious.
At that moment, a pair of someone's feet appeared out of nowhere, creating a cold vibrant around them. There was a white eagle perched on the branch of one of the trees watching the injured Alpha.
For a moment, the two of them just stared at Alpha.
"Is it my fault? I didn't know he hasn't eaten for days. I shouldn't have told him to let the man get his feelings."
It didn't take long before the white eagle lifted its two wings and flew up high while screeching loudly.
The person raised a hand, then snapped his fingers. In an instant, that person, along with Alpha, disappeared, and no one knew where they were going.