Wolf was still fighting against the spear wielder, their battle growing incredibly intense, while on the side, Greenie and Tank were using their immense strength and endurance to battle their own opponents.
Wolf was currently forced to go on the defensive, parrying and dodging the relentless barrage of the enemy. His flames flared with every block, but even he could feel the pressure mounting. The spear-wielder was no longer holding back—his attacks were designed to pierce through Wolf's defenses and deliver a fatal blow. But Wolf wasn't the type to buckle under pressure. Instead, he thrived on it.
"Is that all you've got?" Wolf taunted, a grin forming on his lips despite the intensity of the fight. "I told you this already, you're gonna need more than that to take me down!"
