The monsters turned into a great barbecue.

Normally, from what I’ve observed and what he’s told me so far, Leo tends to rely more on physical attacks than ranged ones. However, this time, he clearly showed a different side.

He gripped his large sword and seemed to focus intently on it, beginning a mysterious chant with dark, ominous undertones.

I summon, by the power of the god of war and justice, Tyr."

"Sword of Punishment and Judgment!"

As he finished speaking, a sword materialized in the sky—composed of swirling red and white energy, seemingly representing justice, war, and death.

White chains spiraled around the sword, and with a slight movement of Leo’s hand, the blade pierced directly into the back of the massive sea boar.

The chains wrapped around its entire body, appearing to bind not only its flesh—but its very soul.

I noticed Leo remained still, thin strands of energy connecting him to the summoned weapon.

Sensing my gaze, he turned to me with a gentle smile and explained: