The Abyssal wolf snarled, jagged fangs dripping with black ichor. Shadows twisted around its massive frame, making it difficult to gauge where the creature began and the Abyss ended. The tension in the air was palpable as the beast's glowing red eyes fixed on Ryu, its gaze a mixture of hatred and hunger.
Ryu stepped forward, the faint glint of Voidfang in the dim chamber. The weapon hummed in sympathy with the shard in his pocket, its gentle vibration keeping pace with the thud of his heart.
Kaelith sidled up, her staff glowing as she breathed out an incantation. The fragile feel of protective aura wrapped over them as they seemed to draw back some of that oppressive power from the beast. "This thing's strong," she muttered under her breath, her sharp blue eyes darting from the creature to the obelisk behind it. "Keep your wits.
