It stood motionless, its crimson aura crackling faintly around its massive frame. Watching. Waiting.
Arthur's sharp eyes narrowed. "Not going to make the first move? Fine."
He raised a hand, pointing toward Lupin, who was circling the demon's flank. "Lupin, use Howl of Fury!"
The wolf immediately obeyed.
Lupin's head shot up, his piercing eyes closing as his chest swelled. Then he let out a ferocious, bone-chilling howl.
The sound tore through the arena, reverberating off the stone walls like a shockwave. It wasn't just noise—it was a battle cry. Arthur felt the buff as the howl ended.
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The effect was immediate.
