In the midst of a vast expanse of land, I found myself accompanied by a man whose features bore a striking resemblance to Zane. As the cold evening settled in, jagged rocks littered the landscape, remnants of a long-forgotten village or hideout once inhabited by mysterious creatures.
Suddenly, a chorus of menacing hisses filled the air, and from the shadows emerged hundreds of nightmarish creatures. Their long, glistening fangs and malevolent, gleaming red eyes spoke of their malicious intent. At the forefront of this eerie assembly stood the man who had previously attacked Zane and me, a sinister figure serving as the apparent leader of this nightmarish horde.
"Be careful," the Zane look alike whispered to me, pulling me into an embrace that seemed to infuse life back into my veins. With determined resolve, he descended from our rocky vantage point, and transformed into a magnificent golden wolf.
