The entire battlefield was chaotic. Helos had returned to the side of the little girl as black mist continued rolling off its body. Its eyes darted across the battlefield and scanned for danger. On one side were the Seven Deadly Sins, and on the other was the Shura Tribe. He felt stuck.

The little girl endured the pain and terror as she tried calming the beast down by patting its belly. Helos let out a woeful wail as it stared at the little girl’s wounded leg. Its eyes filled with pain and regret even though its expression was hard to read.

“To think that… it had a high intellect.” Xiang Ning took note.

“Wait, since the girl is also from the Shura...