A Flying Ride

Arash, who was shocked by the loss of his shield with only one blow, could not dodge in time and the sharp fangs of two wolves went to his throat.

Out of desperation, Arash placed his left hand as a shield in front of his neck, closed his eyes, and clumsily made a fist with his right hand and punched it horizontally.

Arash's fist hit a soft fur, but it was as if that fur was very light because when Arash's hand touched it, that fur quickly moved away from him!

Arash, who was expecting to be hit, after waiting for several seconds, wasn't hit, so he opened his eyes and looked for those wolves and the reason why they didn't hit him and

after a few seconds, he found them a few meters to his left.

The neck of the light brown wolf was twisted in the wrong direction, and the black wolf was breathing its last breaths Because a very sharp boulder that was nearby had torn the stomachs of the two.

Arash wanted to celebrate and look at the golden scree

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