[Hellhound struggled against the invisible restraints, his Cerberus avatar snarling and thrashing in a futile attempt to break free.]
[The air around them grew colder, the chill of the netherworld seeping into the atmosphere as Hellhound's powers activated in response to the threat.]
[But it was too late. Your tentacles tightened their grip, constricting Hellhound and his avatar further. His once-confident demeanor now cracked under the pressure, the realization of his predicament dawning on him.]
[Evangeline, who had been standing nearby, watched the scene unfold with a mixture of awe and relief. The notorious Hellhound, who had terrorized so many, was now at your mercy.]
["You really thought you could waltz in here, make a show, and walk away victorious?" you taunted, stepping closer to the bound assassin. "I think you underestimated your opponent this time."]
