Arshe was moments away from kicking down the door when it unexpectedly swung open. The sudden movement made him pause, his outstretched hand hovering in the air as he was confronted by a man he'd never seen before. The stranger had striking red hair, light brown eyes, and a towering stature that matched Arshe's own. They stood eye to eye, and the tension in the air was palpable.
Arshe's confusion was quickly overtaken by anger. What was this man doing in Marina's house? He didn't care to ask politely; instead, he bellowed, his voice thick with authority and fury, "Who are you, and why are you here? Where is Marina?"
As he spoke, he unleashed his werewolf aura, letting it flood the space around them. It was a powerful, overwhelming force, meant to intimidate and suppress any human who dared to stand in his way. He expected the stranger to buckle under the pressure, to submit as any human would.
