"Keke… since I have taken care of your weak husband, you must be happy, right?"
After killing Golden Horn, Blackfang chuckled, his gaze filled with naked lust as it fell upon Diamond Horn.
"Goldy…"
Seeing Golden Horn's lifeless body crash onto the ground, Diamond Horn felt all the strength drain from her legs.
She collapsed to her knees beside him, trembling hands reaching out as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.
His eyes were still open, staring blankly at the darkened sky.
"Y-you promised…" her voice broke as she pressed her forehead against his chest. "You promised we would protect the tribe together…"
There was no response.
Only cold silence.
Her shoulders shook as muffled sobs escaped her throat, her tears soaking into Golden Horn's bloodstained fur.
For a brief moment, the proud protector of the Stonehorn Bull Tribe looked fragile—like a beast that had lost its soul.
"Keke… what a touching sight."
