Chapitre 580: Dark Love's Sacrifice

Unlike everyone else, Cole didn't stop to evaluate the situation. He didn't blame the others for stopping either. This battle could not be fought with sight alone. It was a high-speed battle where a fraction of a second could mean the difference between life and death.

Part of Cole's confidence came from the fact that he was a very hard werewolf to kill. The king's black wolf shot through the woods, putting his all into the battle ahead of him.

His senses flared up, feeding him all the information he needed to recreate a staggeringly clear image of the battlefield within his mind. As a royal, his senses were powerful enough to reconstruct an image, unlike anything his eyes could grant.

It was a technique he'd cracked on his own… and was further surprised when he saw an ordinary wolf implement it with ease back at the Royal Games.