How to kill an immortal wolf
Rowan struggled to keep up, stepping on fragments of reality that twisted and spun underfoot.
“This place… it’s actively trying to kill us with geometry,” he muttered. “Yep… terrifying. Absolutely terrifying.”
Ahead, the First Immortal’s presence solidified. Its colossal fractal form loomed, eyes blinking in impossible patterns, each one seeming to calculate infinite outcomes at once. Its voice, omnipresent and ancient, vibrated in their minds.
“The anomaly moves through my domain. Every pulse of your bond unravels threads I have held since the dawn of creation. Will you endure… or be erased?”