Confrontation

"GRRRRRRR," Fenrir's roar echoed with a pure intensity, matching the escalating turmoil of the battle. He unleashed Shadowmire's power, commanding its binding tendrils to expand and grow larger, their inky forms stretching further with every passing moment.

Rather than ending their lives, he opted for a different approach – placing his adversaries in a temporary paralyze status.

However, those possessing a rank of A+ and above proved resilient, able to endure the assault and stop his attempts. This forced him to exert more of his  power in order to subdue them.

"We are here to aid you," Erika's voice resounded through the air, her resolve echoing across the battlefield as she swiftly moved to stand by Fenrir's side.

As she joined him in the midst of the battle, a notable transformation occurred. The very temperature seemed to plummet in response to her presence, and a chill gripped the surroundings.

"Don't forget about us ,"