[Irene Miles POV]
Prince Zane approached a huge tree.
“If we can make it fall on the bridge, we will not only be able to check how strong the bridge is, but can also use this tree as a bridge.” He said, skimming his eyes from the bridge to me to the tree.
“But how do we cut it? And how do we drag it over the ditch?” He contemplated me for a few seconds, squatted near the root of the tree, and gave it a firm chop at the base. Before the tree could hit the ground, he lifted it with one hand. I froze, gaping at him as he carried it with one hand. My mind had stopped working. How could someone be so powerful? I thought.
“It seems you aren’t even aware of the power you possess. Is everyone in the Sin Garden like you?” I dropped my gaze at my feet.
“Embarrassed again? You are a werewolf, I
