Rhaek shuddered in fear before gritting its teeth and placing both of its hands on the door.
The moment it put it, both of his hands began, the white lines began to spread across the door, and within a second, the whole door had covered for them.
Click!
A second later, the clicking sound rang out, but it did not immediately go inside, instead waited, trying to calm its mind.
It truly did not want to go, but it did not have any other choice. There is no hiding from being inside.
It took it more than a minute to control the fear in its heart before it began to push open the door.
Soon, the door opened fully, and he walked through into a huge dark hall; the only light it had was from a big formation, in the center of which was a throne, where there was a young Golden Fire Werewolf sitting with its eyes closed.
