The Werewolf stood before the Wendigo. But it wasn't merely a Werewolf anymore.
All of Carter's greatest power came into one and created an abomination that far exceeded the imagination of any human.
The Monster Beneath enlarged the Werewolf, turning him into a giant that with his head touching the high ceiling of the cave.
His fur was filled with all kinds of power. The darkness of Descension. The light of Transcension. The savagery of Primal Spiritualization. And the mystical of Wicked Spiritualization.
It was all coming into one.
Ora stepped back. He was a Champion, sure. But even he was taken aback by the sheer force of power emanating from the Werewolf.
"What... What are you..."
"I am... the dark in the night. I am the monster that chase you through the wolf. I am the terror that keep you awake at night. I am... John Collins."
