Jin's fists clenched so tightly that the grinding of his teeth resonated audibly. With a gaze filled with resentment and hatred, he fixated on the approaching attacker—the wolf that aimed to cripple his legs.
However, in an instant, as he prepared to strike the wolf's head, wanting badly to bash into and crush the skull with his full power, a surge of instinctual warning coursed through him, diverting his attention to the front.
Amidst the trio of wolves, one particular figure stood out—the alpha. It exuded an air of authority and calmness, its gaping maw revealing a crimson cavity as if inhaling the scent of the surrounding blood.
Jin's narrowed eyes and trembling body belied his discomfort, darkening his expression. In addition to the gaping maw, he noticed a white shimmering light beginning to envelop its body, similar to the scene when he or other people were about to cast a skill.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!