Inside the dome, only Mike and the Etherfang Wolf King remained.
The massive wolf glanced around once, its cerulean flames flickering… then its gaze locked onto Mike.
It understood exactly what this ritual was.
And it accepted.
Mike took a deep breath.
"…Round one."
The Wolf King moved first.
SWOOSH!
A streak of blue fire shot toward him as it used Cerulean Pounce.
"Fast!" Mike muttered, eyes widening.
He activated Quick Step.
His speed jumped by 30%.
He dodged to the side just as the wolf hit the ground—
BOOM!
A shockwave of mana blasted out.
Mike slid back but stayed standing.
"Alright… my turn."
He activated Valor Surge.
Red energy burst around him—his next attack would hit twice as hard.
The Wolf King fired Blade Fangs—
FWIP! FWIP! FWIP!
Three sharp mana blades flew at him.
Mike took a breath and shifted his stance.
Basic Swordsmanship – Cut.
His sword glowed red.
SHING!
He slashed once.
A clean flame arc cut through all three mana blades.
