Sylvia would have screamed at the top of her lungs if not for the big round ball of fear choking her throat, making her unable to even get a word out.

So many freaking beasts!

And she felt as if all of them were looking at her like she was a big piece of juicy delicious meat!

Sylvia's head spun. She was afraid to even move a muscle, worried that it might trigger the beasts into attacking them.

"Easy there, kitten." Mikel chuckled, his words making her jump up.

Sylvia turned around to glare at him angrily! This man had absolutely no sense. Was this really a situation to joke in?

Why the heck was he being so casual right now? Is he blind? Can't he see that we are completely surrounded? That too by what looked like a million forest wolves!!!

Sylvia wanted to shake some sense into the damned devil.

But as she glared at him, Mikel simply chuckled and he looked down, making Sylvia as well follow his eye's movements.

Only then she realized that she had gripped his hand tightly in fear.

Ah! Sylvia instantly withdrew her hand that was holding him back.

"Heh. Sorry, kitten. I need my hands right now. You can hold them again when I finish dealing with these pests."

Mikel grinned, ruffling her head and finally standing up, leaving behind a gobsmacked woman.

This guy! Was this confidence or arrogance? Sylvia opened and closed her mouth wordlessly, as her eyes trailed the effortless elegance of the man in front of her.

"Shall we start Theo?" He said, stretching his hands over his head, making loud cracking noises.

"Yes, your highness." Theo nodded.

Perhaps it was the movement of the man which triggered it, but the wolves who were simply growling and eying the group of humans just seconds ago now seemed a lot more agitated.

They howled loudly, their crimson eyes gleaming, and a bunch of them dashed forward, clearly intending to tear the humans apart, limb by limb.

They leaped and pounced with ferocity, rushing towards them from all directions.

Since the night was still pitch black, their bodies were not too visible, only their eyes were glowing vividly.

But just the sight of these red gleaming eyes was enough to drive fear in people's hearts.

Ahhh! Sylvia shouted.

Two of the wolves were coming right at her, saliva dripping from their terrifying fangs.

She did not even have any time to react and she instinctively shrieked, turning her head and raising her hands in front of her as if those soft hands were enough to block the beast which was coming at her.

This is it? I am going to die just like this? Tears welled in her eyes. She cursed herself for being so useless and weak.

She hated this feeling. If I can just survive this…

She clenched her fists tightly, hoping and praying for a miracle, when suddenly...

Bang!

Bang!

The two wolves who were about to bit into her and feast on her tender flesh, fell down lifelessly, right at her foot.

Sylvia opened her eyes in shock. I am saved? Her heart raced.

Her bloodshot blue eyes jumped to look at the animals lying so close to her, their eyes still locked onto her as if they were alive.

She gasped, quickly shuffling her feet back so that they don't touch the bloody corpses.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Sylvia's heart shuddered as she looked up to see what was happening.

A familiar figure stood in front of her, his broad shoulders wielding a golden bow.

The man's nimble hands reached behind his back to casually take out not one but five arrows.

Sylvia gulped, as she watched in a daze, the man wielding five arrows at the same time.

Mikel's elegant figure effortlessly drew back the bowstring, his lips mumbling something inaudible, and the next instant, five arrows sliced through the air.

Moreover, these five arrows did not even look ordinary.

They seemed to have a blazing flame wrapped around them and whirred through the air, matching the ferocity of the beasts.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The five fiery arrows without fail met their targets and five forest wolves fell down limp and lifeless at the same time.

Sylvia's eyes flew wide as she gawked at the devil's unbelievable fighting prowess.

What an insane strength!

She watched him casually take out arrows after arrows as he swiftly dealt with the animals. In front of his abilities, they might as well be useless cannon fodder.

Sylvia gulped. Her gaze shifted as she eyed the other man, standing on her right and taking out almost an equal number of wolves.

Clearly, an entire pack of forest wolves had attacked them tonight but Mikel and Theodore were culling the herd, taking down dozens in the blink of an eye.

Sylvia was wrong. The wolves were not the real beasts here. These two were! They were monsters! So strong and powerful!

But if they were this powerful…

How was she ever going to escape from the grasp of these monsters… Sylvia had a petrified look on her face.

"Slave gal, don't worry. My uncle and Theo will handle everything. Nothing can get past them." Cassius walked up to her and tried to give her some assuring words.

"And even if something gets past them, I will protect you!" He puffed his chest out proudly and declared.

Sylvia turned and looked at the little boy who had finally decided to wake up and join them.

She would have rolled her eyes at the kid's words but she had in fact witnessed him take out two adult boars just a few hours earlier, so she didn't dare underestimate him even if he was just a kid mouthing off.

"I am grateful for your kindness, your highness." She squeezed out a weak smile, after having somewhat calmed down. Her gaze then reverted back to the spectacular battle happening in front of her.