Through the roaring torrent filling his mind, an echo of Tristan's desperate plea cut through the haze. "Flee, Malcolm! Save yourself and find your Luna while you still can..."
A tremor ran through the alpha's abused form as those words reverberated across the eldritch link binding the brothers. His indomitable spirit, forged over centuries of ceaseless struggle, warred against the seductive embrace of the void calling to claim him.
"I...cannot...fail..." His feral growl carried the weight of unyielding resolve.
Drawing upon strength born of desperation, Malcolm reached across the mystical threads binding him to his younger sibling. Their essences intertwined, Tristan's life force flowing into him like spring water to parched earth, granting him one final surge of power.
"Brother!" Tri
