Apollo glanced to his left, a tail sweeping fast at his head. If this attack landed, he would surely suffer a great injury. He could either be dead or out cold, but it would still be the same, as the moment he became unconscious, the other wolf would definitely bite him to death.
In his current situation, he couldn't continue to observe what was happening on Bel's side. Using his senses to the best of his abilities, the world seemed to slow down, his mind focusing on the other wolf. It seemed that the other wolf was waiting for the tail to land. That would give him enough time!
With this in mind, Apollo ran to the wolf on his left, dodging the tail with a twist of his body before sending a punch to the Duskfang's face. The wolf tried to send another tail, but the beggar was one step faster, and when the punch connected, the Duskfang Shadowtail crashed to the ground, creating a long trench.
