The howls pierced the night, a chilling reminder of the predators closing in.
The sound reverberated through the dense forest, creating an eerie, disorienting chorus that made it hard to pinpoint the wolves' exact locations.
As the footsteps grew closer, Xu Feng and Zhao Kai could hear the faint rustling of leaves and the soft crunching of twigs underfoot.
The wolves moved with predatory grace, their light steps barely disturbing the forest floor. The darkness was their ally, concealing their approach until they were almost upon their prey.
In the dim light, Xu Feng could barely make out the shadows of the approaching wolves.
Their eyes glowed with spectral light, reflecting the minimal moonlight that managed to pierce the canopy. The wolves' fur, dark and matted, blended seamlessly with the surrounding shadows, making them appear as living extensions of the forest.
