My Fallen Werewolf
Razor-sharp nails extended from his fingers, ready to rend and tear with lethal precision.
Driven by an uncontrollable rage, he became a whirlwind of destruction, his fury unleashed upon his enemies. Men fell before him like leaves in a storm, their cries lost in the din of battle.
But as the dust settles and the last foe crumpled to the ground, Alex finds himself in the midst of carnage, the adrenaline faded, leaving only exhaustion in its wake. With a final, trembling breath, Alex's form shifted, reverting to his human guise. He collapsed amidst the carnage, closing his eyes against the horror of the scene before him, surrounded by the silent testament of his unleashed fury.
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