"I ain't looking to end you just yet," the Nightshade King drawled lazily, eyeing William as he approached. "Nah, I've got other plans. I'm thinking of savoring your life energy bit by bit. You know, while making sure you feel every second of it." His eyes glinted maliciously.
Just as the wolf prepared to launch at William, a sudden surge of dark chains sprang up from the ground, wrapping around its legs. The Nightshade King grunted, slightly taken aback. With a few fierce tugs, it managed to break free, but not before an onslaught of dark arrows were hurtling towards it.
"Heh, you think these little things will do the trick?" The Nightshade King snorted, not even bothering to dodge. He just stood there, letting the arrows crash against him, showcasing how invulnerable he'd become. It was like throwing pebbles at a tank.
