Chapitre 1959: Fortune 

"Human, it looked like the beating I had given you earlier was not enough," The Snow Werewolf said as I revealed myself.

"Beating? Oh, you mean, your attack which I had defended without much shake?" I said, which made boiling anger appearing in its eyes. "It looks like we remember things differently; I will wipe that fog off your memories with some beating," It said, and a powerful aura blasted of it.

It did not let its aura spread but kept it contained around it, so monsters around could not sense it. Those more than a few hundred meters could not sense, especially here where curse energy eats away everything.

Suddenly, a change in expression appeared on its face before it had turned to the full-on horror; I could see every muscle of its body shaking, struggling to my move, but nothing was happening; it was completely bound, and the reality of it dawned on it after a minute of futile struggle.