Chapitre 902: Food For Thought.

It is a funny sight. A small Warrog pup struggling to walk. He is still clumsy even with crawling on all fours. His fur is covered with blood and fluid but there are small isolated patches of white fur that can be seen beneath the grime. He has two small black nobs on his head. They are his ungrown horns.

He left the corpse of his mother and his unborn siblings behind. He can surely rescue his unborn siblings but he doesn't want to. He has no need for them and any effort he puts into them will be unlikely to be worth it. What does he want with four weak troublesome pups? 

Besides, the effort needed to free them is not something he can do easily. It will require damaging his body or divine ability further. He is not willing to do that for some people that he doesn't know or care about.