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The ethereal forms of her ancestors materialized around her, glowing with a radiant energy that filled the chamber. Their presence instilled a sense of awe and reverence within Amelia. They were the embodiment of wisdom, strength, and the everlasting spirit of the werewolf lineage.

"You have fought valiantly, Alpha," one of the ancestral figures spoke, their voice echoing with a soothing yet powerful tone. "We have witnessed both your bravery and the goodness that resides within your heart."

Filled with gratitude, Amelia bowed her head slightly. "Thank you, ancestors. Your presence gives me strength."

The ancient spirits nodded, their collective wisdom shining brightly. "The Shadow Lord's power lies in his ability to manipulate fear and darkness. But darkness cannot prevail when light shines the brightest. Remember this, Alpha."

Amelia nodded, understanding the profound message conveyed by her ancestors. With newfound determination, she turned her attention back to the fallen Shadow L