Forty Six

THIRD PERSON’S POV

As darkness falls and the night sky looms overhead, obscuring all visibility, a sense of trepidation washes over them. The situation is dire, worsened by the fact that the rogue they were up against is dressed entirely in black, blending seamlessly into the shadows.

The three alphas, masters of their lupine heritage, embrace their primal instincts. Their bodies contort, morphing into their half-lupine forms. Their once-human eyes now shimmer in various shades, their hands sprouting fur and extending into formidable claws that tightly grip their swords. Their heightened senses sharpen.

With a sudden onslaught, the rogues pounce, launching their assault upon the alpha brothers. The clash of swords reverberates through the air, the metallic symphony amplifying the eerie ambiance of the night. The alphas, skilled in the ways of combat, assumed their defensive positions, parrying each strike with precision and grace.

The rogue adversaries, on the other hand, fight with