Fyrex, with his now-enhanced intelligence, understood Xavier's command perfectly. Without hesitation, he dashed off in the direction his Alpha pointed.
Whoosh!
'Damn!' Xavier thought, eyes narrowing in surprise.
'Its speed is far greater than I expected. Even I would have a tough time keeping up with that.'
The rest of the wolves followed behind them, filled with newfound courage and confidence. The pack surged forward together like a living tide of muscle and fur.
In less than a minute, Xavier—mounted atop Fyrex like a king on his steed—arrived at a familiar location.
Only to witness something completely unexpected.
"...!"
His eyes widened. He immediately raised his clenched fist—an order for Fyrex to halt. The intelligent beast responded without delay and stopped dead in its tracks, muscles tense and eyes scanning for threats.
The source of Xavier's shock lay just ahead.
