Ethan Pov The applause echoed through the silent forest. Once. Twice. Then it stopped.The sound hung in the air like a mocking challenge, slicing through the heavy quiet that had settled after the chaos of battle. My chest still heaved from the fight, the metallic tang of blood thick on my tongue. Around me, every Guardian tightened their grip on their weapons—rifles, blades, claws extended in partial shifts. The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy in fractured silver beams, illuminating the carnage of fallen wolves and broken branches. But now, a new threat stepped forward.A lone figure emerged from the darkness beyond the tree line. Draped in a black hooded cloak that seemed to swallow the light, he walked with unnerving confidence, each step deliberate and unhurried, as though the forest itself parted for him. Power radiated from his silhouette, subtle yet undeniable, like a storm coiled and waiting.He stopped several feet away, just out of easy striking range.The wolv
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