Junk Dog's crimson aura exploded outward, a wild surge so fierce it looked ready to shatter Aeri's sphere by force alone.
Phase Two had changed him completely. His body stretched into the form of a white werewolf, crimson marks glowing like burning tattoos across his fur.
Every step he took sent deep tremors through the light barrier, the entire sphere shaking as if it might collapse.
But Aeri had transformed as well. Her figure grew almost transparent, her body turning into a luminous image of pure light. She shone like a living star, her speed and power humming in the air.
Behind her, countless weapons, blades, spears, daggers, and orbs of light, took shape, all aimed at the beast before her.
"This may not match the captain's power," Aeri said with a calm smile, "but it's more than enough to shake you to your core. Good luck keeping up with my speed."
Junk Dog only grinned wider, the red glow in his eyes sharpening.
