Lilith III
I swallowed hard, “Fight them, slash them, but don't—”
“Kill them, yeah, we got it, Lil, let's focus on survival and not an opening speech,” Stefan mumbled, the nervousness in his voice was evident, but who I am to judge, we should be afraid.
Marching from out of the shadows was an enormous, black-furred wolf, eyes blood-red, his mouth drooling while growled lowly. He was ahead of the others, who weren't as big as him, but they were big enough.
“You're Lilith III,” he snarled.
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