This was Wolf in her formidable animal form! Her strength now rivaled that of creatures in their awakening phase, and the legends claimed the Silver Moon Demon Wolf could even drain the blood of a colossal dragon.
High above, Genos observed Wolf's transformation with a burgeoning spark of hope. If anyone could vanquish the undead terror, it would be the fearsome demon wolf.
"Ho ho ho ho..."
Wolf's growl resonated deeply, more menacing than any ordinary beast. Her crouched low, circling the immense Frost Giant, whose knees alone towered over her. Like a predator gauging the perfect moment to strike, her prowled with deliberate, ominous intent.
"Creak—"
The ground beneath Wolf's massive paws cracked and crumbled, her sharp claws shredding through the rocky terrain as though it were mere butter. Stones and gravel, caught in the swirl of energy that radiated from him, began to levitate around his form, creating a surreal, gravity-defying spectacle.