Hades stood firm, unmoving, as the Abyss Wolf Beast charged toward him. The creature's claws gleamed with a sinister, dark light, trailing a faint mist of abyssal energy with each swipe.
Its ferocity was undeniable, and the malice emanating from its aura thickened the air around them. Yet, Hades remained calm, his cold, calculating eyes locking onto the beast.
"Let's see just how strong you are," Hades muttered under his breath, his voice low but filled with anticipation. His lips curled into a slight smirk, betraying the excitement bubbling within him.
With a swift flick of his wrist, he summoned one of his Soul Puppets. This wasn't just any puppet; it was ethereal, a spectral figure that hovered beside him, translucent yet brimming with unseen power. Its form shimmered in the dim light of the Abyss Hole, like a ghostly warrior awaiting its command.