ELARA; THE LUNAR ALPHA
Their dark, corrupted forms moved unnaturally fast, their eyes glowing an eerie, soulless black.
They weren’t like us. They weren’t wolves.
They were monsters.
A massive Shadowborn lunged at me, its mouth stretching impossibly wide to reveal jagged teeth. I met it mid-air, my claws sinking deep into its ribcage as we crashed to the ground. It thrashed, snarling, but I twisted sharply and ripped its throat out with my teeth. Its body convulsed before crumbling into black ash.
Around me, my pack fought with primal fury. Claws slashed, jaws snapped, and the scent of blood filled the air. The ground beneath us was slick with the remains of our enemies.
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