Bab 110: Black Alpha Wolf

Zorvax stood resolutely in the midst of the clearing, an air of confidence emanating from him as he faced the encircling wolves. A smile, tinged with intrigue and a palpable sense of anticipation, curled at the corners of his lips. It was the smile of a warrior eager to gauge the extent of his evolved prowess against the formidable, mutated creatures before him.

"These creatures," Zorvax remarked, his voice a blend of musing and challenge, "they've evolved much, haven't they?" His eyes, alight with a keen sharpness, never strayed from the wolves. "But let's not forget, so have I." The excitement in his tone was unmistakable, betraying his eagerness to engage in this unexpected test of strength.