The League of Villains gathers around the dimly lit table, tension high as Tomura Shigaraki outlines the next phase of their plan. His crimson eyes scan the group, his voice sharp and commanding.

A low growl cuts through the room, stopping him mid-sentence. Everyone turns toward the door, where a massive wolf stands, its yellow eyes glowing in the dim light.

Tomura’s fingers twitch, his irritation barely contained. “What now?” he mutters under his breath.

The wolf steps into the room, sniffing the air cautiously. Toga claps her hands in delight. “Oh, it’s beautiful! Can we keep it?”

Dabi leans back in his chair, smirking. “Looks like it’s here for the meeting. Got anything to say, big guy?”

Tomura glares at the wolf, his patience wearing thin. “If it tries anything, I’ll turn it to dust.”

The wolf growls again, pacing closer to the table. Spinner shifts uncomfortably in his seat. “Uh, should we be worried about this thing attacking us?”

The wolf suddenly leaps onto the table, scattering papers everywhere. Tomura slams his hand down, his voice cold and dangerous. “Get it out of here. Now.”