As the sky darkened, the anticipation grew. Everyone gazed upwards, their eyes fixed on the moon as it gradually shifted from its usual silvery glow to a deep, blood red hue. The villagers retreated indoors, leaving the adventurers to face the coming night alone.
Auuuu!
A bone-chilling howl echoed through the valley, sending shivers down the spines of even the bravest adventurers. More howls followed, a chorus of canine fury echoing from the surrounding mountains.
"It's starting..." Alex muttered, his eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement.
Just then, the moon completed its transformation, bathing the landscape in an eerie crimson light.
The mountains surrounding the village now teemed with wolves, their eyes glowing red with a feral hunger. Their forms had grown larger, their muscles rippling beneath their thick fur.
Amelia raised her sword, her voice cutting through the tension. "Everyone! Prepare your weapons!"
