"Tooth!"
With a loud shout, Lance grabbed the creature by its two horns and lifted it with a mighty stance, forcibly interrupting the monster's attack.
Then he slammed it heavily to the ground, causing the snow to splatter amidst the shallow layer of snow on the ground.
The monster's thick skin and tough body naturally did not get injured and easily climbed up from the ground. The snow on its dark red skin quickly melted away, while the heavy breaths from the wolf's head turned into white mist in the cold.
Its rage was evident, but Lance didn't care much and casually removed his coat, which almost tore during the struggle—it was quite expensive.
Left in only a thin shirt in the cold wind, Lance didn't feel chilly at all; instead, he taunted the monster.
"The warm-up exercise is over."
"Awooo!"
