Fangs and Fire : Vows of Vengeance

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ppeared, and the world hadn't seen the sun like it used to. What was once a thriving,

emerged from the shadows-vampires with glowing red eyes, bloodthirsty werewolves, and other unnam

ers had crumbled, streets were overgrown with wild plants, and the air was always thick with the stench of

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s, underground tunnels, or deep forests-places too remote or dangerous for the creatures to

were resisting. In the shadows of destruction, small bands of rebel

lpha werewolf, a brutal leader who ruled the land with overwhelming force. Fenrir wasn't

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just naturally fortified; it was also rigged with traps and puzzles to keep the creatures of darkness out. Here,

of darkness had been spotted nearby, and Fenrir continued his rel

ong the ruins and shadows of a broken world, a spark of determination burned in the hearts of those

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was a reminder of their power over us, a chill

azing ahead. It was close enough to strike, but I didn't rush. My breathing stayed steady, my hands kept

do this. Focus on its neck.

he wind shifted, carrying my scent, but thankfully not t

longer. Wait until it

spicion. My heart pounded faster. This was the mome

n, and I'll go home empty-handed. No

fast and struck the deer's neck just as I had envisioned. The lou

adrenaline coursing through me. The deer lay sprawled on the ground, blood flowing from

ed, my eyes fixed on the deer. A sense of satisfaction crept in

t survival. If I fail, they'll go hungr

preparing to drag it home. But before I began, I p

ust a weak little kid, afraid of my own shadow.

ney home would be long, and this forest held dange

. before ni

w. It was a reminder of my past, my family, and the unshakable

ed the deer onto my back an

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werewolf howls echoed from far away, I knew they were always near. I could

liffs. Setting the deer down, I ran my fingers along the rocky surface, searching for a specific patte

red to myself as I dr

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s the winding paths. Small fields had been carved out, where older members tended to crops, and an open training area echoed with t

hen I returned with food, ran up to me. His wide eyes grew even bigger at the s

e deer near the community kitchen. "Now it's your turn

he could say anything else, a familiar v

ad taken me in after Vardhall fell. His face was more serious than usual.

d to say, it was important-I coul

could have him so on edge? Whatever it was, I knew one thing for sure: hi