"MIDNIGHT'S MARK"
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Through the mate bond, I experienced the battle through Darius's eyes.
The Umbra was massive, eight feet tall when rearing up, dark fur that seemed to absorb light, eyes that glowed with unnatural intelligence. It moved impossibly fast for something so large.
Darius led the defensive line, warriors spread in formation around him. The pack's unified strength flowed through him, making him faster, stronger than he had ever been.
The Umbra struck first, charging the line with terrifying speed. Warriors scattered, trying to flank it.