Sharon ran forward. Although no blood splashed out, the air in the camp smelled like barbecue. She knew that it was from the members. Countless bleak wails came, leaving Sharon's tears in her eyes.

those are all members of their own league. Although they are all called their own leaders, Sharon thinks that she has always played the role of their elder sister. Now she sees her sisters suffering from this great difficulty, and looks at the eyes of them asking for help. Her heart hurts as if she was stabbed.

so, I must save them, even if I take my own life!

the damned wolf is right in front...