**Elizabeth's POV**

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"Yes, I can. I suppose the other winged wolves can, too."

"No, they can't," Jo said very firmly, as if he knew more winged wolves than I did.

I laughed and didn't argue with him about this. Let's just assume he was right.

"Anyway, I trained several times, and then I got it. Maybe I'm smarter than others."

I saw Jo squint with his mouth twitching, seemingly disagreeing with my "smart" comment.

OK, whatever.

We finally arrived in town.

The town was surprisingly bustling. I used to think I was the only one alive at the bottom of the valley, but now I saw countless living people....