Full Moon

The moment Shadow emerged from the ground, another explosion rocked the entire area as Shadow scrambled away from the gaping hole in the ground.

They attacked to kill, and Shadow was their desired target.

Once they killed her, the conspiracy would start and it would put the lion tribe on a pedestal. Shadow didn’t find the idea appealing enough.

Their attack halted the moment they recognized Shadow’s smug face. Frankly, up till now, her face was heavily protected by the lion tribe and for some unknown reason, the wingsman clan as well.

However, her height was standing out the most.

It wasn’t a stretch to call her a tiny lion. As an adult woman, her body was weirdly small. The majority of the beastmen were sturdier and taller than the average adult men or women for that matter.

Even by the standard of the rat tribe and cat tribe, she was small compared to them.

“Oh ho, The Holiness.”

The man with his blueish wings, and black eyes filled with nothing but a void, and his crooked smile app