But he felt the thrust of his sword had yet to reach the deepest recesses of the Husk Wolf's gaping maw that he was relentlessly attacking. The beast's jaws were wide, lined with rows of razor-sharp teeth that seemed to mock Bastian's efforts.
When Leona caught sight of Bastian's determined expression, a deep understanding passed between them. With a swift motion, she began to chant an incantation, channeling her magic into a spell that conjured a massive ice sword. With precision, she drove it straight into the skull of the Husk Wolf. "Honey, are you okay?" she called out, concern lacing her voice.
With a grunt, Bastian withdrew his sword from the Husk Wolf's mouth, marveling at the sheer size of the creature. Its mouth alone could consume half its own body—a gruesome sight that sent shivers down his spine. It was at this moment that Bastian truly comprehended the monstrous scale of these Husk Wolves.