Chapitre 76: Wolves

The primal howl erupted from the undergrowth, sending shivers down Azrael's spine. Sunlight, dappled through the dense canopy, illuminated a pair of eyes unlike any he'd encountered during the combat assessments. Glowing a menacing violet, they held an intelligence and ferocity that made Azrael's breath catch in his throat. These weren't the nerfed monsters of the Academy's Combat Assessment. These were the real deal.

Behind those eyes stood a monstrous creature, easily twice the size of the wolves Azrael had faced previously. Its pelt, a swirling storm of grey and black, crackled with an unseen energy. Razor-sharp fangs glinted in the half-light, dripping with saliva. Not alone, it stood flank-to-flank with another equally imposing wolf, their violet eyes locking on Azrael with a predatory glint. Pseudo-Seven Star Storm Wolves, the Alphas of the pack.