"Don't even think about leaving the Snow Wolf Clan today without my permission. Go and subdue the tiger immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless," Loki said, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"My sister is leaving. Let's see who dares to stop her!" a dominant, resonant male voice echoed as it drew nearer.
An icy, overwhelming aura swept over the crowd. The weaker young males present were forced directly to their knees.
Ophelia was thoroughly surprised. "Laxus, what are you doing here?"
"I was passing by and thought I'd come see you. Are you alright?" Laxus stepped forward and rubbed his sister's head, his eyes full of concern.
"I'm fine."
"Young Clan Leader, why didn't you let us know you were coming? Our tribe is in such a mess, it must be a joke to you." Soro, the Clan Leader of the Snow Wolf Clan, had descended from the high platform the moment he saw the newcomer.
