Shadow and Bone
203 Words
Suddenly, the SUV rocked violently. Something heavy—something with the force of a battering ram—slammed into the reinforced passenger door. The metal groaned, a deep, structural scream that vibrated through Elara’s spine.
"Stay down," Valerius commanded. He pushed her into the footwell, shielding her body with his own.
Through the shattered window, Elara saw them. They weren't like the "Bikers" in Valerius’s crew. These were shapes of pure "Dark Obsession"—shambling, elongated figures that seemed to swallow the light around them. They were the Hollowed, the outcasts of the shifter world who lived on the stolen power of others. To them, Elara’s newly awakened "Superb Special Ability" was a feast that would keep them alive for centuries.
A clawed hand, grey and translucent as smoke, reached through the broken window, searching for her throat.
"GET BACK!" Elara screamed.
She didn't mean to use it. She didn't even know she had it. But as she cried out, the Sovereign Voice flared. The words didn't just travel through the air; they hit the creature like a physical shockwave. The shadowy figure was blasted backward, its form dissolving into ash before it even hit the ground.
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