Mated to The Dark Lord
It was a sight to behold, the anger that he let out, the growl, the grunts were full of power.
Ranulf looked pleased with him, he was smirking at the crawlers, and then he moved bravely in front of the very large muscular black-haired wolf and caressed his thick fur. His dark wings trailed the floor as he moves forward to open the lock. Then he spread his wing and nudged the wolf inside the dungeon.
There were growling and roaring, wailing cries of pains, slashing of skins, limbs tearing, agonizing screams from the crawlers, moments later there was only silence. But the blood smeared on the walls were indications of what was left from the crawlers.
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