"I indeed can't do anything to you, but your clan will be exterminated due to your arrogance." The Silver Wolf took a deep breath, forcibly calming itself, ignoring Lor and continuing to fly forward.
It had exhausted all its available methods; unable to do anything was simply that—unable to do anything—and caring about this native any further held no meaning.
"Don't you want to try again? Maybe I'll be killed by your mistake this time?" Lor looked at the light pearl in the Silver Wolf Claw, now dimmer than when first seen by nearly half, and asked regretfully.
If he could trick the mutt into releasing two more blasts of Purifying Holy Light, ending its life prematurely would be a breeze.
Unfortunately, this mutt was much calmer than he anticipated, having only attempted twice before dismissing him.
The Silver Wolf did not speak, continuing to fly forward.
