The ambiance inside the tower did not just grow warm; it began to sing.Alpha Malphas’s giant obsidian broadsword hung suspended in the air, the toxic purple electricity crackling along its jagged edge just inches above Duncan’s defenseless human face. The giant’s muscles were locked, his massive frame straining to drive the blade downward, but he could not move. An invisible, crushing weight of pure light had seized his arms, anchoring him in place.Amora Cortez did not slide into a traditional four-legged shift. She didn't grow the thick, snow-white fur of the fabled White Dire Wolf. Instead, her physical form became translucent, blurring at the edges until she looked like a walking galaxy.She became the raw, blinding energy of the moon itself.The silver-green fire swirling in her eyes expanded, shooting upward into the high rafters of the tower. Streams of brilliant, liquid starlight poured from her fingertips, wrapping around her body like protective ribbons. The sheer spiritu
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