*[Multiple Circuits!]*
With determination shining in his eyes, Amon immediately positioned himself between the girls and the looming threat. Without hesitation, he released his power, summoning a network of pulsating circuits that danced in the air, writhing and rippling like electrified serpents. The energy emanated from these circuits lit up the darkness of the forest, casting eerie shadows in all directions.
"Humph!" Zingringa, the grotesque beast, observed with a look of disdain as a gigantic axe materialized in his hand. With a dismissive wave, he unleashed a whirlwind of wind blades that collided with Amon's attack, scattering the circuits as if they were mere strands of light: "Too weak, too weak!"
What came next was even more terrifying. The wind, now charged with Amon's circuit energy, transformed into a storm of wind blades and lightning. The sound of the storm was deafening, a relentless roar that seemed to shake the very ground beneath their feet.