The Prophecy: Amarah's Alpha
“Why did you bring me here?”
“Without using the device, look down and tell me what you see.”
Clayton squinted his eyes, observing the surroundings below. “Flashes of lights,” he finally commented. “It’s quite a fast movement but I’m sure those are flashes.”
“Use the device.”
When he did, he gripped the viewer tightly when he realized that the flashes, he had seen are not lights. But those of rogue wolves that are running towards a direction, hiding through the shadows before taking another leap.