[Moon-Bitten Duelist Jacket (Orange)]

[Type: Light Armor]

[Requirement: Lv. 5]

[Defense: +26]

[Strength: +34]

[Agility: +40]

[Vitality: +28]

[Durability: 340/340]

[Appearance: A fitted black jacket of layered leather and lacquered dark wood plates, shaped close at the waist and shoulders, with silver fang motifs along the collar and ribs.]

[Effect: After continuously damaging the same target for 3 seconds, Attack Speed increases by 12%. This effect ends if no damage is dealt to that target for 4 seconds.]

[Predator’s Grip Gloves (Orange)]

[Type: Hand Armor]

[Requirement: Lv. 5]

[Defense: +12]

[Strength: +26]

[Agility: +36]

[Vitality: +14]

[Durability: 240/240]

[Appearance: Full-finger black leather gloves with silver claw accents over the knuckles and red stitching at the wrists.]

[Effect: Off-hand strikes deal 15% more damage. Completing a twin-sword skill sequence increases Movement Speed by 8% for 2 seconds.]

The boss tried to force her off with brute violence. The red head lunged first, jaws wide, but Chaosgraphy knocked it aside with a sharp Parry that sent the bite glancing away in a spray of sparks and splinters.

The green head dove for her shoulder a heartbeat later, and she dipped under it just in time to let the black head sweep past overhead.

The red crystal above her brow flashed as the clean dodge triggered First Fang, and Chaosgraphy’s next smile turned wolfish. Her answering strike drove up under the red head’s jaw with critical force. Bark plating split.

A glowing line of damage ripped along the boss’s neck. The beast staggered, and Pride Mark number five flared over it.

[Crown of the First Fang (Orange)]

[Type: Head Armor]

[Requirement: Lv. 5]

[Defense: +18]

[Strength: +20]

[Agility: +34]

[Vitality: +16]

[Durability: 280/280]

[Appearance: A sleek black circlet with backward-swept wolf-ear ornaments, polished dark wood framed with silver trim, and a narrow red crystal above the brow.]

[Effect: After a successful dodge, gain First Fang for 3 seconds. First Fang increases Critical Rate by 10%. This effect can trigger once every 6 seconds.]

[Proudfang Duelist Set]

[2 Pieces: Damage dealt to enemies with Pride Marks increases by 10%.]

[4 Pieces: Reaching 5 Pride Marks grants Wolf Pride for 5 seconds. Wolf Pride grants 6% Lifesteal and 20% Resistance to Interruption.]

[6 Pieces: When HP falls below 45%, gain Unbowed Pride for 8 seconds. Unbowed Pride increases Final Damage by 18%, Movement Speed by 15%, and allows Pride Mark-consuming skills to ignore 20% of the target’s Defense. This effect can trigger once every 30 seconds.]

A violent thrill ran through Chaosgraphy’s body as Wolf Pride deepened. Her hits started feeding her back through lifesteal, and her stance grew steadier, harder to interrupt, and far harder to force back.

The boss was still huge and still furious, but now it looked less like a threat and more like prey refusing to understand its role. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Crimson Halo remained exactly where Chaosgraphy needed her. Every time Chaosgraphy cut across the boss’s front, Crimson Halo shifted to the outside of the path before the counterattack came. Every time the wolf tried to screen one angle with a snapping head, Crimson Halo quietly took the other lane.

Her time with Martin showed in the discipline of it. She no longer looked like a healer hoping to keep up with a frontline fighter. She looked like a support who knew where the next impact would land before it happened.

The giant wolf slammed all three heads down together, and Crimson Halo stepped in instead of back. Proud Moon Benediction poured over Chaosgraphy in a rich tide of light. The heal landed first, full and immediate, and Exalted Pride settled over her next as a brighter, stronger blessing.

Because Chaosgraphy already had a barrier, the blessing jumped outward as well. San Kumoe yipped as a reduced version spread over her tiny body, and the extra healing that Chaosgraphy did not need thickened into another barrier over her while a softer restorative pulse lingered after it.

"You really do become unbearable when someone supports you properly," Crimson Halo said, and there was enough fond amusement in her voice to drain any real bite from the remark.

Chaosgraphy spun away from a claw and opened another long slash across the boss’s ribs without even looking back. "And yet you keep making it worse," Chaosgraphy replied.

"Of course I do. Watching you like this is far too rewarding." Crimson Halo’s answer came smooth and unhurried, as though indulging her younger sister this thoroughly was the most natural thing in the world.

[Vestments of the Pack’s Grace (Orange)]

[Type: Cloth Armor]

[Requirement: Lv. 5]

[Defense: +24]

[Intelligence: +44]

[Spirit: +40]

[Vitality: +26]

[Durability: 320/320]

[Appearance: Refined white-and-silver robes fitted at the waist and flowing below, with subtle crimson lining and elegant wolf-fang embroidery near the hem.]

[Effect: Overhealing converts 25% of its value into a barrier. Barriers placed on targets already under Wolf Pride are 15% stronger.]

[Hands of Quiet Benediction (Orange)]

[Type: Hand Armor]

[Requirement: Lv. 5]

[Defense: +12]

[Intelligence: +28]

[Spirit: +32]

[Vitality: +14]

[Durability: 220/220]

[Appearance: Elegant white gloves threaded with silver filigree and finished with tiny claw-shaped accents near the wrists.]

[Effect: Direct healing applies Moonblood Grace for 6 seconds. Moonblood Grace restores additional HP equal to 12% of the original heal over that duration.]

The boss twisted sharply and tried to catch Chaosgraphy between all three heads at once. The red maw lunged from one side, the green head drove in from the other, and the black head crashed down the middle to close the trap.

Then a dark-blue blur split the space between them.

Martin’s Baby Trident shot in from nowhere and slammed into the floor between Chaosgraphy and the boss. A heartbeat later, blue light folded around the weapon in a tight flash, and Martin appeared with one hand already wrapped around the shaft.

The impact boomed through the throne room.

He caught the converging attack head-on, planted himself behind the trident, and forced the snapping weight aside with a Warden’s stability that made the interruption look brutally clean rather than desperate.

Then he glanced at Chaosgraphy and smirked. "I wanted a part in this tango."

Chaosgraphy met his look without missing a beat, her own smile sharpening at once. "Or show off your new skill?"

Martin’s grin only widened. "Why not both?"