CHAPTER 677
"Welcome back, Grey."
A soft smile slowly crept across Grey's face, a complex expression that carried the weight of pain, lingering trauma, and the faintest trace of joy.
"Thank you, Noir."
A bright, pulsating light began materializing directly beside Grey, and within a few seconds, it dimmed just enough to reveal a ferocious-looking wolf.
Its size reminded him of a puppy from long ago, yet the aura it emitted was far from innocent.
Its fur gleamed a vivid crimson, like molten blood freshly poured.
A set of sharp fangs protruded from its snout, curling slightly as if mocking in a subtle smirk. From its forehead, a small, sharp horn jutted outward, vibrating in sync with the wolf's tense posture.
"Been a long time since I came out."
Grey turned slowly, his eyes softening as they met Noir's gaze. A flicker of warmth, even amusement, danced in his brown eyes.
"And you still look the same as before, pup."
