Ferīr transformed into her true form and howled; her howl was so strong that it was head everywhere on the lower floors.
A twenty-meter-tall black wolf with black patterns running all over her body stood there; there was a pair of black wings on her back, a golden horn on her forehead emitting lighting.
Eileen, who saw this, chuckled and said.
''If you reverted to your true form, aren't asking me to do the same?"
Instead of answering her, Ferīr, in her wolf form, opened her mouth and howled; however, instead of sonic waves shooting from her mouth, a dark beam was fired, going straight toward Eileen, who rapidly spun her scythe.
Sii!
Upon coming into the contact of Eileen's scythe, the dark beam emitting of something dissolving, Eileen's hand was turned into bone before it regenerated in an instant.