The final Stalker stood before her, its green eyes burning with a malevolent light. It was larger than the others, its muscles rippling under its sleek, black fur. It moved with a predatory grace, circling her with a menacing growl. Arpious met its gaze, her grip tightening on her scythe. This was the alpha, the leader of the pack.
The alpha lunged at her with a speed that belied its size, its claws extended for a killing blow. Arpious sidestepped, her scythe slicing through the air with lethal precision. The blade met the alpha's side, but the creature twisted in mid-air, evading a fatal strike. It landed lightly on its feet, its eyes glowing brighter with anger.
