My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

In a lush forest of dark giant trees over fifty yards tall, underneath the shadow of leaves and the lights that barely illuminated the ground, a massive beast over two yards tall could be seen fighting another smaller, yet nimble foe.

Around the two were three more of the same species, each bloodied and had a long slash on their neck, killed instantly by what seemed an extremely sharp claw that was able to cut everything.

"Don't kill the last one yet."

Lucas shouted as he saw one last Shadow Lynx remaining to fight Spot.

The battle did not last long; not even two minutes had passed since Spot lured them to the hasty trip traps he made.

The newly enhanced Spot and his use of the enhanced Sharp Claw were proven to be too potent. The Shadow Lynxes no longer stood a chance to fight. Not even four of them besieging him at the same time was able to cause a minor wound or even make a debt on his black and silky fur.

The biggest flex, however, was that Spot did not even need his trip traps to vanquish the four three Shadow Lynx this time around. If Lucas had not stopped him at the last second, Spot would have slashed the beast in the neck, and he would have killed it on the spot.

Spot, with Sharp Claw, was simply a menace.

Retracting the sharpened claws, Spot smashed the head of the last Shadow Lynx, disorienting it a great deal.

It lay on the ground grimacing in pain as the other Shadow Lynx around it slowly turned into particles of light along with the blood and gores.

Moving closer to take a better look, Lucas observed the grimacing Shadow Lynx.

The Shadow Lynx, visibly in pain, still had the same hateful and cruel look in its eyes as it subtly glanced at Spot and Lucas.

"Use it, Spot," Lucas ordered, not bothering about the beast's hateful look.

Spot did not linger and immediately followed his order.

His eyes glowed with a fierce light. He was staring directly into the hateful eyes of the Shadow Lynx. The hateful eyes of the Shadow Lynx, though, disappeared at the next moment and were replaced by confusion and perhaps, blankness?

The Shadow Lynx stared at Spot, seemingly mesmerized and blissed.

"Hypnotized?"

This word appeared in Lucas' mind as he saw the condition of the Shadow Lynx that was struck by Gentle Gaze in Hellhound Manifestation form.

Lucas recalled the description of Gentle Gaze.

Gentle Gaze: The eyes emit a gentle and warming light, providing comfort and mild warmth, ideal for soothing and calming.

The Gentle Gaze was supposed to be a skill to calm one's nerves and to comfort with gentle and warm light.

At least, that was how it was supposed to be.

However, just like Sharp Claw, a more potent and stronger version of it was not as gentle as its name at all.

Upon careful deliberation, Lucas indeed realized that a potent version of Gentle Gaze was indeed akin to a hypnotizing skill.

His mother liked Spot a lot, as every time the Gentle Dog was in the embrace of his mother, the Gentle Dog Spot would always use Gentle Gaze, calming and soothing her mother's emotion, calming her a lot.

However, the enhanced version of it? Lucas did not want his mother to experience it even a bit.

Lucas waited for a bit, trying to discern how long the effect enhanced Gentle Gaze last.

"A whole minute?"

Lucas stated in delight. A whole minute of being hypnotized was too damn long during a fight.

'Its effect might vary depending on the beast's strength, but even a few seconds of being hypnotized was already lethal.' Lucas looked at the recovering Shadow Lynx thoughtfully.

"Kill it," he ordered.

Spot eliminated the recovering Shadow Lynx with one swipe of his sharpened claw.

This discovery was bound to help them in their next battle a great deal.

The Gentle Gaze was not an offensive skill, so for Spot, it was unwise to use it during a battle, and hence he had not used it for a long time now. Lucas did not dwell with it before either, as he thought that it was unwise to try and use it during an intense confrontation.

However, with the recent discovery, Lucas was bound to take advantage of it now. In his mind, he was already coming up with some plan on how Spot could fully utilize the enhanced version of Gentle Gaze during the battle.

Even though Spot still does not consider Gentle Gaze as a combat skill, as long as Lucas constantly reminded him to use it during a battle, he would sooner or later use it as naturally as an offensive skill like Sharp Claw during a battle as well.

Lucas ordered Spot to return to his normal form and rest while he began to retrieve the trip traps he had set up. Fortunately, none of them were accidentally cut by Spot this time around, but at the same time, he also noticed some tears on the woven web threads. They would probably not last long either.

Fortunately, with Spot's recent performance, it should not be a problem for him to fight the Shadow Lynxes without the assistance of the trip traps. Perhaps, in the next battle, Lucas only needs to set up the trip traps in his hiding area.

While Lucas was retrieving the trip traps, Lucas suddenly tensed as he heard something coming from the distance.

Spot also turned his head toward that location simultaneously. He was equally alert and was ready to assume the Hellhound form if something unsightly appeared in front of him.

The Stone Paw had still not left Lucas' mind, and he was still rather cautious toward it. Even though Spot had already become stronger, the Stone Paw was still a very strong beast that should not be casually underestimated by someone like him.

A moment passed, and just like before, Lucas realized that it was not the Stone Paw once again.

His tense nerve relaxed, but he was cursing silently inside as he saw the senior students slowly approaching his location. This batch of senior students, however, was not the same that he encountered earlier.

'I swear to god, they always pop up right at the exact moment! Are these bastards trying to frighten me to death!?'

This was the second time after all, and each time, he would always feel that it was the Stone Paw beast that somehow managed to find him, frightening him a great deal.

The senior students—five of them—came closer and looked at him with interest.