"How can that slave be so fast?"
I heard everyone around me exclaim. They were all surprised at Sylvia's speed.
I pursed my lips, and my eyes closely followed the snow-white figure. Pride and joy involuntarily filled my entire body.
In her wolf form, Sylvia's fluffy hair slightly shone under the sunlight. Her running posture was majestic. And with a few tufts of dark red hair on top of her head swaying, she looked more charming. I couldn't help but want to hold her in my arms and touch her head.