Choosing The Alpha King
With a fierce howl, he charged towards the center of the field, his son Charles and their army echoing his cry, creating a thunderous cacophony that resonated through the air.
Not to be outdone, Victor transformed into a towering black alpha wolf, his form embodying the essence of power and leadership. As he sprinted to meet Ferdinand, his army's chants of “King Victor! King Victor!” filled the air, fueling his resolve.
The two colossal wolves, one dark gray and the other black, converged at the center with ferocious speed. They lunged at each other, fangs bared and claws ready. The impact of their collision was monumental, neither willing to yield an inch. Their fangs and claws clashed in a