THE SHADOW’S DEADLIEST STRIKE
The molten chamber trembled as if the very earth feared the power contained within. The Primordial Shadow had fully unbound, its incomprehensible, serpentine limbs writhing and pulsating with molten intelligence. Sparks of adaptive energy arced across the air, molten veins snapping like living whips. Kael’s amber eyes blazed with unyielding determination, wolf form tensed, muscles coiled, ready to unleash the full might of an Alpha. Nara’s silver fire spiraled violently, energy arcs dancing across the molten walls. Lyra’s golden aura flared, stabilizing fragments and reinforcing the lattice. Riven’s claws flexed, precise and deadly, striking adaptive veins before they could react.
Kael growled, low and deliberate. “This is it. Its deadliest strike… everythin
