As Zorvax and Ophelia stood amidst the dense foliage of the forest, their eyes were riveted to the glowing cocoon that cradled the black wolf. The cocoon itself emitted a gentle luminescence, casting an otherworldly glow around them, adding a sense of mystique to the tranquil woods.
They observed in quiet fascination, their expressions a blend of curiosity and anticipation. Ophelia, her interest piqued, leaned forward slightly, her eyes reflecting the soft light of the cocoon. "I wonder what changes it will undergo," she murmured, more to herself than to Zorvax.
Zorvax, his arms crossed, nodded slowly. "The transformation process... it's remarkable," he replied, his voice low and thoughtful. "Let's see how it enhances the wolf's capabilities."
