The violent tremors shaking the foundations of Lembah Fenrir shifted backward into the ancient cemetery of the tribal ancestors located directly behind the ruined temple structure. This sacred burial ground lay shrouded in absolute darkness, filled with hundreds of crooked, old tombstones that were completely covered in thick layers of damp black moss. The suffocating scent of pulverized granite dust from the collapsed gateway drifted over the graves, blending with the foul odor of decaying vegetation and the icy chill of the rising black mist. From the edge of the shattered rear wall, the massive form of the wolf hybrid pushed through the remaining obstacles, his heavy footsteps crunching against the wet, mossy soil as he entered the resting place of his predecessors. His biological frame
