Therion's glowing finger pointed directly at Tomato, his voice cold and commanding.
"Get her!" he ordered, and without hesitation, several fallen angels broke away from the chaotic battlefield. Their wings cut through the air with terrifying speed as they dove toward Tomato, their bodies surrounded by an ominous dark light.
Tomato, however, remained unimpressed. She placed her hands on her hips, cocking her head to the side with a grin.
"Get them, pups!" she shouted, her voice booming with authority.
A chorus of howls echoed across the battlefield, chilling the air. Five massive werewolves emerged from the shadows, their fur as white as freshly fallen snow. Each was clad in gleaming bronze armor that accentuated their bulging muscles, their golden eyes glowing with fierce determination.