And so his companion had transformed into a great wolf, encasing himself in ice, and had emerged as a great white wolf. Solomon had looked with surprise to see Fenris emerge from the block of ice that Imarir had covered him in, only to emerge as a great white wolf. He hoped that Fenris now had the power that was necessary to defeat the beast. It had resorted to mocking them, but Solomon was not bothered by it. The beast would soon be defeated.

"Wisdom dictates we provide cover," Solomon said. "If someone is hurt, Avalon will help."

Fenris would hog all of the glory, even if he was to take the bulk of it. Hopefully that great white wolf that he had transformed would indeed be powerful. Solomon conjured a ball of fire in his hand, and prepared himself to throw it with great accuracy. He stayed with his partner, as he had promised to watch his back. He kept an eye on Avalon, as he had promised to keep her safe.