As the city's shadowy streets gave way to the looming cathedral at its edge, Stella, Bryan, and Ethan moved swiftly through the darkened alleyways, their senses on high alert. The wind howled through the empty streets as if the very air carried William's malevolent presence. Behind them, the ragtag army of werewolves, witches, and allies they had gathered followed closely, their footsteps heavy with anticipation and fear.
The old cathedral, once a symbol of sanctuary and peace, now stood as a fortress of William's twisted ambitions. Dark magic pulsed through its stone walls, casting an unnatural glow across the city's skyline. The ritual was about to begin.
Stella's heart raced as she led the group closer to their final confrontation. This was it—the moment that would decide the fate of the city, of her daughter, and of their entire world. William had become more than just a tyrant; he was a threat to everything they held dear.
