Bound Wolf, Burning Heart
The ruins groaned—old magic awakening, straining, holding.
Storm was already moving.
“Break his focus!” she shouted.
Lightning crashed down—not wild, not scattered. Controlled. Precise. It struck just behind him, aiming to disrupt rather than destroy.
He didn’t even turn.
The lightning bent.
Not deflected.
Not absorbed.
It simply… *ceased* to exist before reaching him.
Storm’s eyes widened.
“…okay, that’s new.”
Orion didn’t hesitate.
He moved—fast, faster than before, pushing his speed to its edge. He circled wide, then cut in at an angle, claws extended for a strike aimed at the man’s side—
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