The sun was barely rising as Alpha Jasper, Ronan, Matthew, and their mother, Luna Analyn, gathered in a secluded clearing deep within the forest. The air was thick with anticipation, and the earth beneath their feet seemed to hum with an unseen energy.
Alpha Jasper stood at the center of the ritual circle, his posture commanding, though his expression was serious and somber. He had led many rituals before, but this one was different.
The Drider—the creature that had come to terrorize them—was not something they could simply kill. It needed to be banished, cast away into the realms from which it had come.
Analyn stood beside him, ready to assist in the magical incantations required.
The Drider was bound in front of them, its massive spider legs twitching in frustration, its human torso twisted in unnatural angles. It hissed in the air, struggling against the restraints, but the magic binding it was strong.
