[A small island in the middle of the ocean, Damian's POV.]
The enormous spirit wolf was about to engulf him entirely; Damian soon recovered from the surprise and launched his giant replica spell.
Over a hundred meters high, the gold and black figure of Damian himself rose high from the runic circle. Damian pulled out his ceremonial sacrium sword, blocking the enormous wolf's charge.
Damian had seen this technique used by Kazak before. It usually didn't last long. It could, however, deal a lot of damage. Against anyone, even transcendents, this would have been a devastating move to launch. But Damian was the wrong opponent for it.
In the few seconds his giant replica was able to hold the enormous wolf, Damian launched another four replica spells, and five giant Damian surrounded the single wolf. Even as a spectral image, the giant wolf, for a second, seemed to hesitate as its eyes darted around.
