"Who would have thought the one to inherit my power is the God of Death." a guttural voice reverberated through the void.
The sea began to churn violently, waves of blood rising and falling as the air grew heavier. The trembling intensified, and Sol's eyes narrowed as he saw it—an enormous figure rising from the sea like a god.
The Blood Wolf emerged.
It was colossal, easily thrice Sol's size. Its fur was a chaotic blend of deep crimson and jet black. Its eyes glowed a hellish orange, burning with fury.
Thud!
Thud!
Each step it took upon the blood sea sent ripples outward. It approached Sol, standing just inches away from him with blazing eyes, but even then, no fear could be found on his face.
It finally made sense to him. he had collapsed because he had achieved a milestone by killing the Dreamwalker.
