Battle
Editor: Atlas Studios
The night was very quiet.
An unfamiliar aura suddenly came from the dry air.
The cold father, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the grass. He looked solemnly in the direction of the hill.
He instinctively sensed danger.
Soon, three strong figures appeared in his vision.
The three lions walked side by side. They did not roar as they quietly walked towards the camp.
"Roar—"
The cold father's furious roar suddenly sounded in the camp!
The five female lions, who were sleeping, hurriedly got up and looked into the distance.
Seeing that their tracks had been exposed, the three lions immediately bared their fangs and let out provocative roars. They increased their steps and ran.
Their manes fluttered as their killing intent surged. Their faces were fierce and ferocious.
The cold father's eyes revealed a hint of fear, as if he recalled Bill's tragic death in the past.