Dog devours the sun.
That was Apollo's prophecy.
However, when Apollo uttered those four words, he probably didn't envision this many dogs: Cerberus, Chaos Claw Tiger, two White Wolf Kings...
Even with their combined efforts, devouring the sun was a time-consuming endeavor.
Meanwhile, Mike and the others weren't just standing around.
He gazed towards the northwest, his expression grave.
[Friendly reminder: there's a magical valley in the northwest direction]
[It's called the Valley of the Fallen Wolves]
Even without the Eye of Truth's prompt, Mike had already guessed it.
The White Wolf King had been searching for the enemy in the wilderness, the elusive Nature Elf Envoy.
Little did he know, she was hiding right under their noses, in the Valley of the Fallen Wolves!
Dracula, seemingly bored, sauntered over to Mike and casually remarked, "Son, remember that question you asked me earlier?"
Dracula's son: ???