As the men closed in, weapons glinting and eyes gleaming with malice, Laura inhaled deeply, her heart pounding steadily.
This was the moment she had been waiting for—a chance to test the Summoner skills she had long prepared for but never had the opportunity to use.
With her team back at the base and no one around to rely on, this was her moment to unleash the full force of her powers.
Closing her eyes for a brief second, Laura reached deep within herself, feeling the surge of mana coursing through her veins. It was potent, yet she knew it was limited.
She would have to use it wisely. Her hand stretched forward, and she began the incantation, ancient and powerful words flowing from her lips.
"Ancient wolf of dread and might,
Bound in chains of endless night.
Breaker of bonds, I call thee here,
Fenrir, come forth, let fate appear.
By claw and fang, your power flows,
Rise from depths where darkness grows.
Stand with me as storms collide,
