The Midnight Alpha
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Something was approaching, Not fast, Not loud but Controlled.
“Samuel,” he called quietly. No answer came, Not from distance, Not from the system, Not from the bond. Because the bond was still cold. Still distant, Still wrong. But it reacted.
Just slightly. Like a wound twitching when touched.
Adrian turned slowly toward the valley below. And saw them.
At first, they looked like shadows moving through the ash.
Then shapes, Then forms, Wolves. But not living ones.
Their bodies were armored in blackened metal plating, segmented like living machines. Their limbs moved with unnatural precision, joints rotating too cleanly to be organic. Their eyes glowed faint blue uniform, synchronized, dead.
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