บท 135: Magnus and Blackie's Battle

Magnus, feeling the pressure of Blackie's relentless guerrilla tactics, was finding it increasingly difficult to keep his composure. The wolf's strategy of striking from the shadows and then disappearing was wearing him down. "Come on, fight me face-to-face, like a true warrior!" Magnus yelled, his voice filled with irritation and challenge.

Despite Blackie's agility and unpredictability, Magnus's stone-coated hand served as a formidable shield, parrying each of Blackie's swift attacks. Yet, the incessant need to defend, coupled with the inability to launch an effective counter, was beginning to frustrate him deeply.

Magnus's expression, a mix of determination and annoyance, betrayed his growing impatience. He knew he needed to shift the dynamics of their battle. With a determined glare at Blackie, who momentarily lurked in the shadows, Magnus prepared to make his move.