A wolf paw, fully twenty percent larger than his opponent's face, unhurriedly rested upon the head of the Dragon Slaying Sect participant. Feeling this sudden touch, the man first shuddered, then stiffened as he turned his head.
Nana's weapon had already been swapped for a melee soul tool, while the Netherworld Giant Wolf bared a mouthful of silver teeth that gleamed with a cold light, as if it intended to bite clean through his opponent's neck at any moment.
Putting everything into a single decisive battle—this idea was sound, but unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong opponent.
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