The cause of the Frost Giant Wolf's distress was twofold: first, the pain came too suddenly, and second, its unprotected eyes were indeed its weakness.
However, its rolling was not the feeble tumble of a small puppy, but rather a vengeful, hellish roll filled with murderous intent.
The Frost Giant Wolf's icy claws and protruding bone spikes were all fiercely swinging, believing that this rolling counterattack would surely strike the human—this was what the Frost Giant Wolf, Zane, had thought.
Yet, during the rolling process, the Frost Giant Wolf did not feel any impact on its target, which meant that the human youth had unbelievably managed to disengage from its body in such a brief instant, a truly inconceivable feat.
"Despicable human! You have enraged me!" (Evilkind language)
The Frost Giant Wolf angrily stood up, only to discover that the human youth had already retreated to a distance of thirty to forty meters away.