How to kill an immortal wolf
“This isn’t just another battlefield. This is his truth. And if we survive it… we will change everything.”
Their hands tightened. The energy from the chasm licked at their legs, testing, probing, daring them to falter. Seraphine felt the immortal’s strength surge into her, a protective shield and a promise. She could feel herself growing, too not just as a Guardian, but as something that could stand beside him against fate itself.
Then, from the voided sky, shadows shifted. Forms moved, colossal and horrifying. Ancient monsters, shapes older than the world itself, emerged from the threads of broken reality. Seraphine’s stomach clenched, but the immortal’s grip was steady, grounding her.