Howl of the rejected
The Nightshade warriors hesitated, uncertainty flickering in their eyes.
Zyra stood tall, her power and confidence undeniable. “This is your final warning. Leave now, or face the consequences,” she declared, her voice unwavering.
The tension was palpable, the air thick with the potential for violence. The Nightshade pack members exchanged uneasy glances, their bravado wavering in the face of Zyra’s newfound strength.
Kevin stepped forward, his face contorted with anger and determination. “We’re not afraid of you or your pack, Zyra,” he snarled. “Nightshade warriors, charge!”
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