Rise Of The Silver Wolf
As he walked close to me, the dark energy exuding from him seemed to intensify as it wrapped around me, almost making me choke. It was a cold, thick pressure, like being submerged in freezing water, and it pressed against my throat, making it nearly impossible to draw a quiet breath. The malevolence was suffocating, a silent promise of agonizing control. This was his raw power, unchecked and focused, preparing to bind me. My internal dragon, Aliya, remained a silent, fiery core, an immense pressure holding the darkness at bay but not yet fighting it.
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