Tap, tap!
The sound of footsteps echoed again, as a figure emerged from the dead end behind him. Only then did the head of the Demon Wolf detach from its body, tumbling heavily to the ground with a dull 'thud'.
"Gulp... The Demon Wolf is dead, just like that?!"
"Thank you, benefactor, for your rescue!"
The Medicinal Herb-Gathering Girl stood there stunned, unable to comprehend that the Demon Wolf had died so quickly. Only after did she feel the joy of surviving a perilous situation, and she quickly came back to her senses and shouted a thanks, while knocking her head on the ground several times. Her limbs were weak, leaving her prostrated on the ground.
"Stand up."
In the dim light, the girl couldn't see the person's face clearly, only feeling that he was very tall, even taller than the Demon Wolf when it was alive. The benefactor gently extended his palm, and a breeze surged, lifting an herb from the basket to fall into his hand.
"Where did you find this herb?"
