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"Fine," Arafunn said, his eyes sharpening with focused determination. "While Zack and Luck are busy handling their own battles, we can't afford to stand idle. We have to pull our own weight and carve open a path for them. Right?"
Ninhursag furrowed her brows, her expression turning deadly serious. Even in her current state, her towering chimeric form was a sight that inspired both awe and terror. She had become a colossal fusion of countless monstrous traits — sleek wyvern scales that shimmered with iridescent menace, flickering flames of a sacred flame bird dancing across her shoulders, the raw muscular power of a three-headed lion beast coursing through her limbs, and the unyielding defensive might of an ancient titan turtle reinforcing her core. Her living great-axe pulsed violently in her grip, glowing with the stolen life force and essence of every monster she had devoured so far.
"I will take this one…!" she roared.
