The warrior Luna
But I held tight, my grip unyielding.
Just as I was about to deliver the final bite, a coven of witches appeared out of nowhere, their eyes blazing with malevolent magic. They cast a spell of protection around Rocco, forcing me to release my hold.
With a cackle, they helped Rocco escape, their dark magic propelling him forward as he stumbled away from the battlefield. I gave chase, but they were too powerful, and soon Rocco was gone, vanished into the night.
I growled in frustration, my fur still bristling with anger. Arcturus approached me, his eyes gleaming with concern.