Seraphina definitely knew about her class's weakness. How can anyone not know their own weaknesses? How can anyone not have an ace up their sleeve?
She had anticipated this. She had baited the barbarian, using herself as the trap!
When the barbarian rushed at her, the light from her lantern flared for a moment and then dimmed sharply.
At the same time, the wolf gained great strength and speed, charging from behind at the barbarian and sinking its fangs into his neck, killing him instantly!
Seraphina looked down at the corpse, her expression cold. Then her gaze shifted to the wolf. The beast was on the ground now, its body broken, its breathing shallow. Blood pooled beneath it.
Seraphina's cold expression shattered.
"Lupus!"
She rushed to the wolf's side, falling to her knees beside it. She touched its muzzle. The wolf whimpered weakly.
Soft sparks formed beside her. Then, a fairy appeared — small, delicate, its wings shimmering with light.
