|| Chapter 367 || A Fearsome Battle
The rain felt heavy. Raindrops popped once it met the youth's broad shoulder. A daunting aura began choking Moulin's lungs as he stood warily, a distance before the monster. The loud surge of the swarm noised within the background causing his heart to freeze. Guarded silver eyes narrowed. Moulin had no time for this. He must bring the seed back to the king. However, he doubts Uldher would release him from his sight so easily. If Moulin had to escape, he must fight through the scaly red wall standing in his way.
Steeling his heart, Moulin briefly glanced at Snow secretly slipping the fruit's seed towards the little beast's mouth. Reluctantly, Snow whined as he took the hard-shelled fruit within his mouth, blinking his beady eyes at Moulin who never averted his gaze from the crimson creature studying the pair of master and beast. Moulin wordlessly tasked him to leave. This time, Snow couldn't refuse even he wanted to.