Attacked from both the front and back, and bound by shadows beneath.
If it truly took these hits, even as the leader of the Night Wolves, it would be gravely injured.
But after all, it is a powerful magic creature capable of holding its own against the frenzied Scorpion-tailed Lion.
The giant wolf stood on all fours, a fierce glint flashed in its cold beastly eyes.
Buzzz——
As if shaking off water drops after emerging from the water.
It suddenly shook its body, the silvery-white dense mane swaying.
Immediately, a silver-white light, the same color as the moon overhead, burst forth from its body.
Zor Half Elf, Spear, Fisherman... Everything around its body was swept away in the moonlight.
Just a few seconds, and a round had ended.
Only then did the pack scattered by the flames react.
Barking sharply, they rushed to support their leader.
Accompanied by an even more resounding and long wolf's howl.
"Boom!"
