Fight.

"W e... d o... n o t... a c c e p t... h e r... a s... o u r.... l e a d e r.

S h e... i s... j u s t... a ... k i d... w h o... g o t.... l u c k y.

H o w... c a n.. a ... g i r l... b e... a ...g o l d e n... w o l g"

"Y e s... h e... i s... r i g h t."

Another one added while San tilted her neck.

She was already prepared for that but she was quite angry over those men.

She glanced at everyone and sneered.

"Y o u... a l l... c a n... l e a v e... i f... y o u... w a n t... t o."

She rudely spoke making the man who got up first, angry.

"T h i s... a r r o g a n t... b i t c ...."

Before he could complete what he was saying he was suffocated by the deadly auto around him.

San made a fist.

"L e t' s... h a v e... a ...f i g h t....U n c l e."

She smirked at the man knowing she had provoked him and the man got up next second.

Even though she was a golden wolf she could not be a better worrior with that physical condition.

She looked cute instead of a worrior wolf.