The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the den. Alex stood at the edge of the clearing, staring into the dense forest. He could feel the tension in the air, a sense of anticipation that gripped every member of the pack. They had come so far, faced so many challenges, and now they were on the brink of a final confrontation with Morgath.
"We need to be ready for anything," Alex said, turning to face Ethan and Kyle. "Morgath won't go down without a fight."
Ethan nodded, his expression resolute. "We've strengthened our defenses and gathered every bit of intelligence we could find. But Morgath is unpredictable."
Kyle stepped forward, his eyes scanning the forest. "What about the artifact? Have we figured out how to use it against him?"
