In the rustic confines of Angelina's farmhouse, a handful of guests had gathered. Among them sat an elderly man, his presence commanding, with a large staff adorned with a spherical head.
Flanking him were two distinct figures, one being a she-werewolf known as Bruna, radiating an aura of wild strength, and the other being a robust man named Ironshade, whose rugged appearance hinted at a life of trials and battles.
They had all come with the elderly man, Eradarin, who now greeted Angelina with warmth in his voice.
"Angelina, it's truly delightful to see you again," Eradarin said, his eyes filled with a sense of nostalgia.
He inquired about her well-being, to which Angelina responded with her typical composed temperament, albeit with a touch of wry humor. "Feeling old," she quipped, acknowledging the passage of time.
