What stood before Aether was no longer a mere wolf or puppy—it was a towering monstrosity, its form warped and grotesque.
The creature's massive, muscular build glistened under the dim light, its skin stretched taut over bulging veins.
Its claws were impossibly long and razor-sharp. The beast's face was fierce, with eyes that glowed menacingly, radiating a predatory hunger.
Two sabre-tooth-like fangs jutted from its maw, glistening with saliva that shimmered unnaturally, a rainbow of colours dripping from its jaws like liquid.
The creature stood upright, its immense frame reaching nearly 30 feet tall, exuding raw power and malice.
Aether's expression turned grave, His instincts screamed at him—the aura radiating from this beast was suffocating. It wasn't just a monster. This... thing carried an energy that rivalled the Alaric!
"I need to kill it at any cost," Aether murmured, his voice low and resolute.
