In the late hours of the night, the half moon shone in the sky with full pride, reflecting off the dark waves in its light and casting a golden hue over everything that it touched. After the fight between the Alpha's Gravefur Pack and the Vanara Pack, it looked as if the world had been reborn after a bang. The howls of the wolves and the screeches of the Vanara Pack echoed through the air.
The entire Nagosia Forest is filled with profound silence and peace at this time. The only sound is the rustling of the fallen leaves from the trees, on which the Alpha Altan is dragging his existence. He walks two steps and then stumbles and falls. He pants in pain, searching for something in the dim moonlight: the bottle of the virus sample that leads his fight with Alpha Lowell.
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