The Rogue Healer's Secret
Another heavy step followed, then another, until the titan fully revealed itself.
Fenrir emerged, towering high over the treetops. His body resembled an impossible, monstrous wolf, but his coat flowed like living, churning shadows. Black, volatile flames drifted lazily from his heavy paws, and intricate crimson markings covered his body like rivers of pulsing, molten lava. His fangs were longer than greatswords, and his eyes held neither rage nor mercy.
There was only an insatiable hunger.
The nearby units of the Shadow Legion immediately fell to one knee in terror. Even Darius bowed deeply, his spear lowered. "My lord's greatest, most perfect creation..."
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