Another day had passed, and the Lunar Game was drawing nearer. Anxiety gripped everyone — for in this deadly game, entire bloodlines and countless lives were at stake.
No one knew who would live or how many would d*e. The Lunar Game was no mere competition — it was war.
An eye for an eye.
A tooth for a tooth.
Life for life.
It was a brutal contest of strength, endurance, and survival until the very last moment.
At the Blood Moon Pack, everyone was in motion — preparing the arena where the final round of the Lunar Game would take place. This arena would host the ultimate battle on the third and last day.
Any Alpha or pack member who survived the earlier rounds would enter and face the most merciless trial.
The final round was called "K*lling Without Sight."
It was a simple but horrifying game. Florita, the sorceress, would cast a spell that shrouded the entire arena in thick, impenetrable smoke.
