When Azreal saw it, he already knew, "Well, that's not good"
And he had no idea how right he was.
Seeing the look on his face, the wolf's smile widened even more; finally, it would escape this everlasting boredom it felt.
In this place it had nothing, no opponents, no fights, no challenge; it was alone with its thoughts and the disgusting thing wrapping around its body.
Sure, it had the others as a sort of company, people stuck in the same position as it.
But even then, nothing beat an actual fight, an actual challenge; even tho it was severely weakened and nowhere near its prime, it still liked to fight; it still felt the need to fight.
The symbols on its body began to glow even brighter, illuminating its fur as if it were bathing in starlight.
And then the gigantic wolf vanished from Azreal's sight
There were no spikes of snow, no poisonous breath, and no dust that even showed that it moved
