Chapter 339
"Now would you call me weak?" Dave growled, his voice edged with defiance, his eyes locked on Kael.
Kael didn't hesitate. He calmly lifted his index finger, pointing it toward the massive wolf that was still locked in combat with Lyra, Dante, and Max.
"To me?" Kael began with a smirk curling his lips. "You are still weak."
A concentrated bolt of lightning erupted from his fingertip, ripping through the air with a deafening crack. It tore a jagged path through the ground, leaving behind scorched earth as it rocketed toward the beast at breakneck speed.
"Move!" Max yelled, eyes widening as he spotted the incoming attack. Lyra and Dante obeyed instantly, leaping to either side to evade the arc of destruction, leaving the wolf directly in the bolt's path.
Instead of dodging as expected, the wolf remained rooted, its crimson eyes gleaming with intelligence. It released twin beams of searing energy from its horns, intending to intercept the bolt.
