While Chad's people were tense and on high alert, Fabio's gaze was fixed intently on Chad. The atmosphere was thick with anxiety, each heartbeat echoing the impending danger that loomed just beyond the treeline. The forest, once a tranquil backdrop, had transformed into a stage for a potential massacre.
Suddenly, a rustle broke the silence, and from the depths of the woods emerged over a hundred Demon Wolves, their eyes glinting with a predatory hunger. They moved as a cohesive unit, surrounding the group with an air of menace that sent a shiver down Fabio's spine. The colors drained from the faces of Chad's followers, their expressions shifting from apprehension to sheer terror as they beheld the monstrous beasts.
