The gray wolf rushed at the girl no more than 1.65 tall. He drooled, mentally imagining how he gnaws at her, and her blood flows from his mouth.

Approaching close enough, he made a jump, tearing his mouth, aiming at the girl's neck.

Hay shuddered at this. Although the rabbits did this, they were smaller and at least a little cute. But this wolf was a representative of immense savagery.

Because of this, the blow she imagined in her head to answer the wolf was very slow.

She stepped back and tried to hit the wolf. The strength in her blow was not enough, which brought only a scratch and a growl of a wolf. Having made an unsuccessful attack, the wolf struck with a roundhouse tail.

Sena felt as if she had been lashed all over her body.

Retracting instinctively after being hit by her tail, she was finally able to recover. The pain played the effect of a cold bucket.

- Nu now you the end, you meat. Seno said as she stopped suppressing herself and threw herself at the body.

The wolf, in response, strained his body, and hit with his paw in the direction of Seno. The claws gleamed in the light that filtered through the branches.

When it seemed that the wolf struck first, Seno at that moment repeated the movements of the wolf and jumped when she was close enough.

In a jump, she landed on the wolf and began to stab him. He kicked, and was her about all the trees, and the ground. On his last breath, he accelerated and in a suicidal manner flew his muzzle into the largest tree, wanting to take the offender with him.

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There was a dull thud. And the carcass of the wolf began to slide off the tree, marking it with its blood.

Sena herself managed only to cover her face with her hands.

Her whole body ached. And she felt broken.

But there was also a strong feeling of warmth as she lay on the ground. Her head was spinning and she just reached for the feeling.

(By Mark)

"Sena has shown herself as a person who, although afraid, is able to overcome her limitations. For this reason, I have less and less reason to support her. Although it seems that we are in the same position, it is not so.

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"A quiet night will judge everyone. Although it is not fair that after a few weeks, the participants of the first wave should participate in it. But the burden of responsibility that lies with them cannot be underestimated.

Only after the first quiet night will the backbone of the best in this world begin to form. Since the world of "Fantasy" is good though. He is too soft at the start, which gives a wrong understanding of the meaning of traveling to these worlds.

"Looks like my turn is near"

Seeing how Hay begins to wake up, Mark began to notice from a height how a flock is gathering around her.

The wolves circled around the girl for some time, probing the ground. After all, the carcass of a dead wolf was proof that underestimation threatens death.

howl

"Looks like the leader of the pack, not the kind to be patient"

"Well, I'm just better."

Hearing the leader's signal. One of the wolves rushed towards the girl leaving the circle.

The next moment, a shadow fell over him, and before he could whimper, his head rolled away.

Holding the short sword on his shoulder, Mark waited with interest for their next move.

"Even though he hasn't been able to get more than one skill yet, his manno has already strengthened his body. And the strength and agility are on a level higher than human ones. Mark himself has long wanted to test his body. Crawls have long seemed too slow. And their manner of attack was too predictable.

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Another blow sounded when a wolf darted at the Mark from behind. Seeing the stalemate of the situation, the leader let out a howl. And the three remaining wolves from all sides rushed at him.

This brought a small smile from Mark. Instead, he crouched down, slightly tilting his body slightly to the left, and delivered a roundhouse kick. Now his flexibility was on another level.

The more he stood in the stance, and continued to try to achieve complete control over the manno in the body, the more he realized that his body was becoming more and more elastic every day. Each fiber under the influence of his manna was constantly tempered and he felt it day by day.

Grrrrr

After the wolves fell dead with a deep wound on their heads. Mark heard the sound of movement and the growl of a wolf. He just went crazy from the fact that his flock fell from what two weak people smelling seductively sweet.

This time, Mark rolled, as this wolf was under one and a half meters tall. And its mass was much larger than others.

"Apparently this is the peak of the first rank. Otherwise, I would have already received a blow in the face, from his element.

"It's a pity that I don't have much time, I'll have to play dirty"

Mark said scooping up the earth with his foot and kicked it in the eyes of the wolf. He didn't take it as a threat.

And in vain, in this earth lay a lot of teeth that Mark had accumulated from rabbits. They wounded the wolf like glass, and Mark, not wanting to receive an accidental attack, left the place where he had previously stood.

The alpha of the wolves himself, at that moment, lost the last bits of sanity. He rushed to the place where Mark was standing. Started shaking the air. This went on for a minute until he realized that this was not leading to anything. But it was too late, at that moment a sword entered his ear, bypassing the cranium directly attacking the brain.

- Fuu... why are you so tough. I thought I'd warm up a bit today, but you made me sweat. Here's the bad guy. Mark said all this with a smile, then sat down and began to absorb the bodies of all the wolves.

- Oh, it looks like Seno's luck is high. I don't even know how to describe it.

Mark said after he saw the manno-core that was left of the wolf that the girl had killed. He was the core of the earth element. What was what the girl needed most now.