Don't Kill Him
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Robert was thrown at the tree where he had forced himself onto me earlier. The wolf used his claws to slap his face back and forth. Robert's face was slashed with blood, and now it was swollen like a pig's head.
I stared blankly at everything before me. My mood had already changed from venting my anger to fear.
This golden beast seemed like he wanted to kill Robert.
And it wasn't simply killing. Instead, it was like a puppet in the hands of a master, tossing and turning, repeatedly torturing him until he was dead.
I suddenly felt very conflicted. Of course, I hated what Robert had done to me, but I couldn't watch Robert be killed like this.
At this time, I heard the crowd's footsteps from the forest on the side.
I looked up and saw Sasha and Samuel, familiar to me, leading the group. They were all frowning at the space in the middle, but none seemed to want to help.