The Silver Teeth Clan stared at the massive Lotcar, frozen in place, at a loss.
The decisiveness Lotcar had just shown exceeded their imagination.
They never imagined that the approachable and warm Lotcar who treated everyone kindly, would do such a thing right in front of them.
Lotcar slowly turned his head, making many villagers' hair stand on end.
A few guards instantly moved to the front of the crowd, baring their teeth, ready to defend against Lotcar.
If Lotcar were to leap down from the platform, they would swarm him to prevent the tragedy of seven years ago from happening again.
However, Lotcar did not attack. His gaze swept over the crowd, searching for a specific figure, but ultimately, he could not find it.
Leaping down from the platform, the huge wolf's form suddenly shrank, and silver-white magic power scattered into the air, Lotcar transformed back into his original burly Beastman form.
