The Tundra Wolf froze, and its neck snapped sharply toward the source of the voice as its pupils dilated.

The same reaction spread through Reigns and the others nearby. No one was ignorant enough to not know her.

After all, she was no less than a celebrity.

"NYXARA VAL VEYDRIN!"

Reigns’ heart spiked violently as an intense feeling surged through his chest, his breath catching for a brief moment while his grip tightened unconsciously.

Boom!

Bang!

Cranggg!

Ice filled the air and cut across the ground, tearing apart everything in its path with a sharp, brutal force. The Wolf pack jumped into the fray, but they were instantly frozen and then exploded into shattered fragments.

Blasts erupted one after another, and from the tattered remains of bodies, pieces were thrown into the air. From within those blasts, a woman stepped forward, drenched in blood from head to toe, her figure steady and unshaken as her gaze locked onto the Tundra Wolf.

The moment its eyes met hers, its steps faltered.

It looked at her, and then it looked at Reigns.

As if sensing something, it suddenly moved and tried to grab Reigns as a hostage.

"YOUUUU DAREEEEE!"

A terrifying roar shook the entire area as a cold and powerful aura erupted from Nyxara, spreading freezing ice in every direction. The temperature dropped sharply, and the ground beneath began to crack and frost over.

In the next moment, she slammed her foot into the ground and shot forward.

The Tundra Wolf raised its paws, and with a flicker of lightning, it lunged toward Reigns. But before it could reach him, ice lances began to fall from above.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ice lances slammed into the ground in a circular formation, forming a double-layered prison around Reigns. From within that formation, bursts of ice exploded outward and slammed into the Tundra Wolf, forcing it to stagger back a few steps.

At the same time, Nyxara pushed off the ground again.

A trail of snow burst beneath her feet, and as she slid across it, she accelerated toward Reigns with incredible speed, her expression cold and filled with fury while her eyes remained locked on the wolf.

The battlefield shook as Nyxara and the Tundra Wolf clashed head-on.

Ice and lightning tore through the air again and again, colliding with violent force as sharp frost met blinding electric arcs. Every impact sent shockwaves across the ground, cracking the frozen earth while chunks of ice and stone were blasted into the air.

Nyxara moved swiftly, her body gliding across the snow she created beneath her feet while her hands flicked forward and summoned spears of ice that shot toward the wolf. Each lance carried a deadly chill, but the Tundra Wolf answered with bursts of lightning that shattered them mid-air, filling the surroundings with flashes of blue and white.

BOOOOOOOOM!

Snow and lightning exploded outward, sending debris and dust flying in all directions. The air became heavy, and the ground trembled under the sheer force of their attacks.

The two fought equally at first but slowly the Tundra Wolf began to gain the upper hand. Its lightning blasts grew more destructive, and each strike carried a paralyzing effect that disrupted Nyxara’s movements for brief moments.

Reigns, still inside the ice prison, struggled to push himself up. His vision blurred, but he forced his eyes open and looked toward the battlefield.

His face turned even paler.

Nyxara was at Level 9.

The Tundra Wolf had already evolved to Level 10.

A cold realization settled into his chest, and his fingers clenched weakly against the ground. Seeing her take such a huge risk for him made something inside his heart soften, and it tightened painfully at the same time.

Another clash erupted.

The Tundra Wolf roared and unleashed a concentrated lightning blast at close range. Nyxara raised her arm to block, forming a thick shield of ice, but the impact shattered through it.

The blast struck her left arm directly.

A crackling sound echoed as lightning spread across it, and her arm went numb instantly, hanging slightly as the energy disrupted her control.

Reigns’ heart surged violently.

"NYXXXXX!"

His voice tore out of his throat, filled with panic and fear.

Nyxara heard it.In the middle of the battle, her expression shifted.

A look of pure euphoria flashed across her face.

Her eyes locked onto Reigns for a brief second, and seeing the worry and fear written so clearly on his face made something deep within her stir. Her lips curled slightly, and an almost ecstatic emotion appeared in her gaze.

That expression made Reigns’ scalp go numb.

"Whats with this expression."

The moment stretched for just an instant.

And the Tundra Wolf seized it.

With a sudden burst of speed, it lunged forward. Lightning wrapped around its claws as it tore straight through Nyxara’s body.

Blood sprayed into the air.

Reigns’ breath hitched as his mind went blank, and his composure shattered completely.

But in the very next moment a presence appeared behind the wolf.

Nyxara stood there, her body slightly bent forward, blood dripping from her lips and chin while a chilling smile spread across her face.

Her eyes gleamed with madness and excitement.

"Good kitty, it seems you are worth it for me to get all out."

The air turned still for a split second.

Then a chilling aura spread out from Nyxara’s body.

Frost gathered rapidly around her right hand, spiraling and condensing as sharp shards of ice formed layer upon layer. The temperature dropped so suddenly that even the drifting snow seemed to freeze mid-air.

In the next moment, a massive greatsword took shape in her grasp.

The blade was long and heavy, carved entirely from dense, translucent ice, but it carried a terrifying pressure as cold mist flowed off its surface. Cracks of frost spread along the ground beneath her feet as if the world itself was unable to withstand its presence.

Nyxara tightened her grip, her fingers curling firmly around the hilt while her blood-stained face held that same chilling smile.

The Tundra Wolf let out a low growl.

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