Chapter 31: Eyes of the Abyss
The air at the Nightshade compound's gate was thick with the stench of blood and venom, the clash of steel and snarls of beasts a deafening cacophony.
Sophia pressed herself against the barricade, her breath shallow, eyes locked on the battlefield beyond. The six Skylurs, their white fur stained crimson, lunged at the pack warriors, but it was the Trihydra, its three obsidian-scaled heads weaving like death itself, that held her gaze. And at its center was Orion, his massive wolf form a silver-black juggernaut, larger than any other, tearing through the chaos with primal fury.
Orion fought alone against the Trihydra, his movements a blur of raw power and precision. He shifted fluidly, human to wolf, his sword flashing as he slashed at the serpent's central head. Black blood sprayed, sizzling on the snow like acid.
