The battle between Huno, Nymira, and the lion beast raged on. Their claws clashed, their roars shook the ground, and the air was filled with the sound of snapping jaws and tearing winds. But no matter how hard they fought, the lion beast was still in control.
Huno lunged forward, his fangs aimed for the lion beast's neck, but the lion beast swiftly dodged, twisting its massive body. With a powerful swipe of its claws, it sent Huno skidding back, his claws digging into the ground to stop himself.
Nymira moved next, her fiery tail whipping toward the lion beast, but the enemy easily leaped over them, landing gracefully with a smirk.
"Hah… is this all?" the lion beast taunted, looking down at them with disappointment. "Why are you holding back? Are you underestimating me, you weaklings?"
Huno and Nymira didn't respond, but the way they moved was hesitant. It wasn't fear of losing—it was something else.