Andrew's great sword, wreathed in holy light, slashed out repeatedly.

However, the strikes landing on the giant wolf had no effect. Or rather, the effect was negligible, only burning the giant wolf's fur, causing no real harm. Despite his massive size, his speed and agility remained undiminished.

As Ragnar charged, Andrew slid low across the ground, passing beneath his belly. He thought he had escaped, but the massive tail suddenly whipped around.

Andrew could not hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying.

As the giant, savage wolf walked toward him step by step, deep footprints sank into the ground.

Andrew lay face down on the ground, motionless. Unseen by anyone, a blood-red lightning bolt sparked from the palm gripping his sword.

At first, it was just a tiny electric spark. But gradually, the spark grew to the size of a hand with a crackling sound.

It was Primordial Thunder.

The giant wolf, slowly walking forward to devour Andrew, suddenly st