The leopard effortlessly dodged my attack. Even amidst its fierce battle with the silver wolf, it managed to flash me a grin, baring its sharp teeth.
This act seemed to infuriate the silver wolf. Suddenly, I felt the wolf beneath me tremble violently, and then, astonishingly, it stood upright on its hind legs.
Despite my right hand gripping its fur tightly, I began to slide off its back. I struggled to clamp my legs around it, but the wolf grew more agitated, shaking its body vigorously. I was thrown off its back.
Oh no, this is going to hurt.
But the anticipated pain never came. The leopard, engaged in a fierce fight with the silver wolf, leaped forward without hesitation. Mid-air, its body transformed into a human form, catching me just in time and holding me tightly in his arms.
