A wolf-shaped shadow beast opened its jaws in a soundless howl of agony while strands of jet-black hair squeezed until it turned into an inky pulp.
Similar scenes were playing out within a mile radius – countless shadow beasts, both canine and feline-shaped with sizes varying from a cub to a full-grown bear.
The bigger shadow beast, mostly those with massive claws and fangs, was putting up a good fight against the vicious hair but it was blatantly obvious that the other side was winning.
"Okty! Why are you doing this? My instinct is telling me that you cannot contact the others! Let's just stop this and talk!"
Elsby shouted from the top of the head of an enormous shadow beast shaped like a dragon, its imposing jet-black figure was towering over the lush valley she got teleported to.
"You can shove that stupid instinct of yours!"
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