Ersa“Seraph!” My heart lurched. I pushed through the rogues clawing at me, tearing them down one after another, blood dripping from my fangs.But they just kept coming. One after another, never stopping, never letting me breathe. My muscles burned, my paws shook, and blood matted my fur.By the time I threw the last one off me, the sky had already bled into night. The sun was gone, the cold glow of the moon spilling down on us.We were alive, but barely. And the truth clawed at me—I was exhausted, Seraph was injured, and against numbers like these… we were at a disadvantage.“Return.”The boy’s voice rang out. Instantly, the rogues froze, their snarls dying down before they retreated, melting back into the forest shadows. Only he remained, standing still.“You are indeed…strong,” he said slowly. “Adequately.”My ears twitched, every muscle in my body tense, but he only stepped back, letting the darkness swallow him whole.From the shadows, his voice lingered like a whisper against m
 Última actualización : 2025-10-27
Última actualización : 2025-10-27