A wild vortex of wind emerged to counter-inject a volley of flaming projectiles that exploded back in the direction of the Inferno Wolves, cutting a swathe through the bewildered pack, whose bodies now littered the burnt ground; only a few wolves surged back, fighting to regroup.
Tina blinked, wide-eyed with astonishment. "You're incredible..." she mumbled, gazing at Luke as if he were one of those storybook heroes.
Luke smirked, but his gaze remained on the all-too-quick-hop of the other Inferno Wolves. The Cursed Constellation started lighting up, the dark purple stars burning ominously.
"Spider's Grasp—Soul Shackle!"
Tendrils of dark energy erupted from the ground, ensnaring the surviving Inferno Wolves. Their anguished howls echoed as the curse drained their very essence, leaving their bodies lifeless.
