Dozens of lights in the sky flickered out one by one as they reached the black void.
Ravien walked toward the wolves with measured steps. The pack was on high alert, ready to strike. But only one stepped forward from the group: Welto.
"I'll go alone for now," he said in a firm voice. "Charging in without knowing his strength would be a mistake. Stand back."
No one objected. They pulled away.
And so, Ravien and Welto stood face to face.
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(POV: Ravien)
"They're far more cautious than I expected—moving with thought, not instinct. When one stepped forward, the others gave him room.
That means he's likely the strongest. Physically, I can't overpower any of them, that's for sure. But that's exactly why… this might be the perfect moment to find a way to make up for that weakness."
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Ravien studied the wolf before him carefully. His eyes were steady, but his mind was constantly calculating.
