STRATEGIC STRIKES
The forest lay in an uneasy quiet, as if holding its breath. Every tree, every root, every stone seemed to vibrate faintly with the residual energy of the ancient darkness. Kael, Nara, Lyra, and Riven gathered in the glade, the golden light of Lyra’s aura mingling with Nara’s silver fire and Kael’s Alpha energy. Their first full training session had forged new coordination, yet the threat of the Primordial Shadow loomed closer with every passing heartbeat.
Lyra’s golden eyes narrowed, energy coiling around her like living light. “We know its weakness… partially. Its full strength isn’t here yet, but if we strike now, strategically, we can slow its awakening and test the limits of our combined powers.”
Kael shifted into wolf form, muscles taut, claws scraping the ground
