Chapter Thirteenth: Unveiled Secret

The battle had taken its toll on us, both physically and emotionally. We stood amidst the wreckage of the battlefield, our bodies battered and bruised. But there was no time to rest. Our old packmate's words echoed in our minds the war was far from over.

As we regrouped, a chilling wind swept through the air, sending shivers down our spines. The sky darkened, and a storm began to brew overhead. Nature itself seemed to be warning us of the impending danger.

Just when we thought we had faced the worst, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was our old packmate, their eyes gleaming with a mix of malice and triumph.

"You may have defeated the dragon," they sneered, "but you know nothing of the true power that awaits you."

Before we could react, they unleashed a powerful spell, casting dark magic in all directions. We dove for cover, narrowly avoiding the onslaught. Our old packmate had grown stronger, their thirst for power consuming them.

But we weren't about to back down. We rose to our