"He treats the brush like a sacred relic, which means he absolutely won't allow anyone else to claim it," Felix said, his voice firm.

With that, he grabbed the brush in his hand. Instantly, a roar erupted from far away, followed by Alfie's alarmed shout.

"Damn it! The creature's turning back!"

Selmer instinctively wanted to flee, but seeing Felix remain motionless, he did not dare move either. Disobeying his master in such a moment would be nothing short of betrayal.

"Step back," Felix said, his tone steely. "At this point, I have no choice but to take a gamble!"

As the creature rushed back toward them, Felix's suspicions seemed increasingly accurate. If they did not solve this now, Nala would not be the only one dead. In fact, everyone who had come into contact with the brush—himself included—would eventually be hunted down.

If this also involved its presence, that might mean Luna and the others were not safe, either.

"Mr. Zeller, just… be careful!" Selmer shouted, his voice he