The elimination continued, each fallen Golden Mane representing another crack in their king's psychological foundation. The Golden Beetle watched in fascination as the legendary pack that had terrorised the region for generations was reduced to scattered unconscious forms by a single human who treated the encounter as casual entertainment.
"Master is amazing!" Aether whispered with pure admiration. "I hope I can be as strong as Master someday!"
...
After dismantling the entire group of Golden Manes, Arthur finally turned to face the legendary pack leader who stood alone among the scattered unconscious forms of his subordinates.
This time, Arthur's gaze locked directly onto the Mane King's amber eyes, no longer treating him as an irrelevant bystander to his own pack's destruction. The shift in attention was immediately apparent, where Arthur had previously dismissed the legendary creature's presence entirely, now he focused on it with intensity.
