A battle, although victorious, left the werewolves injured.
As everyone tended to each other's wounds, they discovered that Emily's injury was the most severe, with the dagger nearly piercing through her stomach.
However, Song Yun couldn't help but admire the werewolves' vitality; after being bandaged, Emily was only a bit weak and hadn't hurt her foundation.
At this moment, Emily's clothes, stretched to bursting by her transformation, barely covered her, revealing large areas of skin.
Her figure was excellent, and her skin was delicate and snow-white, lacking the roughness typical of Western women and more closely resembling an Eastern woman.
Of course, the grandeur of her chest inherited the superior genes of Westerners, with a smooth curve revealed from her chest, very enticing.
"Hmph, Song Yun, with such strong combat power, you didn't lend a hand just now; I think you wanted to see us and the Dark Holy See mutually harming each other."
