Chapter 106 An Intense Battle

**Thelma Zane’s POV** “Roar!” The sound of a powerful roar echoed across the battlefield, shaking the air and piercing through the cacophony of chaos. The walls of mutated plants trembled under the force of something relentless beyond them. Moments later, the dense, writhing vegetation was torn apart, and a flood of werewolves poured through the opening with unyielding ferocity. Leading the charge was Aldrich, his body partially transformed into a wolf. His legs and arms were that of a wolf, giving him the agility of a predator while maintaining the tactical advantage of his human mind. He was a formidable sight—powerful, precise, and utterly commanding. “Aldrich, over here!” I shouted, narrowly dodging the strike of a vicious vine. Aldrich locked onto my position and raced toward me, his speed unmatched. With a feral growl, he barreled through a massive stalk of green foxtail grass, its girth easily three times mine, and tore it apart with a ruthless swipe of his claws.