The Primordial Tamer

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Mason's stride came to a sudden halt when he saw a woman walking ahead of him toward the mysterious building. His anger flared up as he quickened his pace and caught up with her.

"Who are you?" he demanded, his voice laced with fury. He had intended to be the first to enter the building, and this unknown disciple had dared to steal his thunder.

"You don't need to know who I am," the woman replied with an icy expression. "I am just going to the building."

Mason was taken aback by her response. He was used to getting his way and having people bow down to him, but this woman was different. She seemed to exude a quiet strength and confidence that he found unnerving.

"Listen here, woman," he said, his voice rising in anger. "I don't know who you think you are, but I demand that you step aside and let me enter the building first."

The woman simply looked at him with a calm expression, unimpressed by his outburst. "It is up to me to go or not," she replied coolly. "The battle that you fight just to see who enters first is child's play for me."

Mason's anger grew even hotter at her dismissive tone. He couldn't believe that this unknown disciple had the audacity to challenge him, the strongest fighter in their group.

"You may think you're better than me," he spat out, "but I assure you, you're not. I'll prove it to you right here, right now."

The woman only shrugged, seemingly unfazed by his challenge. "As you wish," she said simply before taking up a defensive stance.

Mason wasted no time in calling out to his beast, "Rocky, Rock Throw!" Rocky immediately obeyed his master's command and threw a massive boulder at the woman.

To Mason's surprise, the woman didn't even flinch as the rock hurtled toward her. Instead, her beast's space opened, and a loud roar erupted from it. The force of the roar was so powerful that it shattered the rock into tiny pieces.

Mason was stunned by what he had just witnessed. He had never seen a beast with such a formidable ability before. The woman stood her ground, her expression unchanged.

As the dust cleared from the destroyed rock, the beast that had emerged from the woman's beast space finally revealed itself. It was a massive blue wolf, standing at least six feet tall at the shoulder.

Its fur was a shimmering blue, almost like ice, and its piercing blue eyes gleamed with intelligence that sent a shiver down Mason's spine.

The wolf's body was muscular and lean, built for speed and agility. Its massive jaws were filled with sharp teeth, ready to tear apart anything that stood in its way. The wolf's claws were also razor-sharp, capable of rending flesh with ease.

Despite its fearsome appearance, the wolf seemed to radiate a sense of calmness and control. Its movements were fluid and graceful, even as it glared at Mason with its intense blue eyes.

Mason could feel his heart racing as he stared at the wolf. He knew that he was in the presence of something extraordinary, something that could easily overpower him if it wanted to.

He could feel the woman's power and strength emanating from her beast, and he knew that he had underestimated her.

However, Mason was not one to give up easily. He knew that he had to come up with a plan if he wanted to defeat this formidable opponent. He raised his weapon, Rock Hammer, and said, "Rocky, Rock Summon!"

Rocky, his beast, responded to his command and summoned a rock bigger than before. The rock towered over Mason, and he knew that he had to act quickly.

Without hesitation, he swung his weapon with all his might, smashing the rock into tiny fragments. The force of the impact sent the pieces flying toward the wolf, but the woman and her beast remained unfazed.

Suddenly, the wolf let out a deafening roar that echoed through the clearing. Mason could feel the power behind it, as if it was shaking the very ground beneath his feet. The roar seemed to reverberate through his body, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

As the roar reached its peak, Mason watched in awe as the fragments of the shattered rock suddenly stopped in midair, as if time had frozen. He couldn't believe what he was seeing; the pieces of rock were suspended in midair as if they were trapped in time.

Mason looked at Rocky and was shocked to see that even his own beast had been frozen in place. Rocky's eyes were wide with fear, and he was completely immobilized.

Mason himself felt as if he was trapped in time; he couldn't move a muscle. He was frozen, just like the fragments of the rock and his beast.

The wolf continued to roar, and as it did, a chilling mist started to emanate from its mouth. The mist spread out in all directions, covering the entire clearing.

Mason could feel the cold seeping into his bones, and he struggled to break free from the icy grip that held him in place. He tried to summon all his strength, but it was no use; he was completely immobilized.

The woman turned to Mason with an ice-cold glare, a look of triumph in her eyes. She had defeated him effortlessly, and now he was at her mercy. She walked past him, her beast following closely behind, and headed towards the building.

Mason could only watch in silence as she disappeared into the shadows. He knew that he had underestimated her, and he was humiliated by his defeat.

He had always prided himself on his strength and power, but now he realized that there were others out there who were stronger and more powerful than he was.

As he stood there, frozen in place, Mason vowed to train harder and become stronger. He would not be defeated so easily next time. He would prove to everyone, especially the woman who had just defeated him, that he was a force to be reckoned with.

With renewed determination, Mason finally managed to break free from the icy grip that held him in place. He picked up his weapon and called out to his beast, "Rocky, let's go!" With a fierce roar, Rocky followed Mason as he made his way toward the building after her.