Chapitre 137: The Beast of Shadows

The air was thick with tension, the kind that prickled against the skin like an electric current. Emily stood at the forefront of her group, her eyes locked on the massive, shadowy beast that loomed before them. It was a creature unlike any they had faced before, its form a twisted amalgamation of darkness and nightmare, as if it had been conjured from the deepest pits of the abyss. The ground trembled beneath its weight, and the air around it seemed to warp and twist, as though reality itself was recoiling from its presence.

Emily could feel the fear gnawing at her insides, threatening to paralyze her. The creature's eyes—if they could be called eyes—glowed with an eerie, malevolent light, fixated on her as if sensing her position as the leader. The rest of her team stood behind her, their weapons drawn, but she could sense their hesitation, the doubt that had been brewing ever since their comrade had been taken.