In the wilderness, the enhanced version of wolves surrounded you from three sides. All the equipment was gone, not even a fruit knife was left, and there were round pebbles around his feet. I pressed against the rock wall and held my breath. The wolves suddenly turned back and approached in a straight line. My heartbeat was at its limit, and I was thinking that I would have to explain it here this time, but they turned a corner and ran away. There were large, brand-new wheel marks on the ground - traces that were deliberately used to lure away the wolves.
