Harold transformed his injured leg, flesh morphing into centipede segments. A power signature emerged from the shadows and his blood ran cold.
Luna.
Luna was here, standing before him.
'But then...' his eyes widened in shock. 'Who did we capture?'
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Moments earlier...
Luna raced toward the caves, her shadow wolf merging and reappearing as they advanced. If the energy disturbance came from below, it was the most logical place to search.
Everyone seemed to be heading in that direction.
But suddenly, her wolf's ears drooped, and it whimpered softly.
Luna stopped, noticing how her beast seemed uncomfortable.
"What is it, did you hear something?" she whispered, kneeling beside her companion. The wolf's dark fur rippled as shadows played across its form.
The wolf perked its ears, nose twitching as it caught something in the air.
