The sound of the animal's roar was so loud that it seemed to shake the earth. Everyone in the town was scared when they heard the sound—a primal, angry scream that echoed through the air.
The sound caused the air to shake, and the energy flowing around Adrian flashed in a dangerous way, as if the creature's anger was enough to throw off the delicate balance he was trying to keep.
The scene made Elara's heart race as she watched it happen. Adrian was right in the middle of everything. The Blood Moon's energy was shining off of him, and his voice could be heard above the noise as he continued to speak in the old language. But the stress was too much for him. His hands were shaking, and his speech, which had been steady, was shaking. The stress was making his body weaken, and she knew he couldn't keep going for much longer.
"Adrian!" Elara yelled, her voice filled with despair. "You have to stop! It's too much—"
