The night shrouded the primordial forest, moonlight like water, resembling gauze, filtering through the dense leaves and scattering on the ground. It reflected off the roaring campfire, casting a mutual glow. Within ten meters of the campfire, dozens of wild wolves whined restlessly, their rank saliva dripping from their maws, stretching long, oddly eerie as it reflected the moonlight. Their murky eyes emitted a cold light in the darkness, as if they were the Death Gods lurking in the night.
"Awooo—!" Another wolf howl sounded, closer this time. The frenzied wild wolf pack fell eerily quiet, lying in the forest without moving, as if waiting for something. The silence among the pack seemed as if they were Death Gods ready to claim lives at any moment, creating an oppressive atmosphere that quickly spread around, putting everyone on high alert.