FIRST CLASH OF POWER
The forest trembled under the sheer presence of the ancient darkness. Every tree seemed to quiver, their roots thrumming as if alive, reacting to the energy that pulsed from the towering shadow. Kael, Nara, Lyra, and Riven stood at the ready, their combined strength radiating outward, illuminating the forest with golden light, silver fire, and Alpha energy.
Lyra’s hands glowed with raw power, golden energy spiraling outward. “It’s testing us… probing for weakness,” she whispered, voice steady but tense. “We have to strike now—together.”
Kael shifted into wolf form, muscles coiling, claws scraping the uneven ground. “No hesitation. Hit hard, hit fast. Protect each other. Together.”
Nara’s silver fire flared, weaving into Lyra’s golden light, forming a radiant storm
