Tied down by two massive shadows and weakened by Lisa's holy strike, the ogre seemed out of options.
It looked like the fight was over, or so everyone thought.
Suddenly, the creature's body swelled—its muscles tightening, veins pulsing with surging mana. It was preparing for one final attempt to break free.
But Logan was ready.
He stepped in, activating Voice of Authority—the skill he had saved for this exact moment. His voice surged with power, amplified by the skill's magic, and he spoke directly into the ogre's ear.
"Stop!"
The word hit like a thunderclap, and the ogre froze.
In that instant, Logan began the taming process.
He moved fast—this wasn't a creature he could afford to tame slowly. The pressure it was produced seem to be affecting the darkness element around it. But it was not helping the creature, with Logan's blood already drawn, and cast it onto the ogre's unmarked flesh, the battle of minds began.
The beast sensed it immediately.
