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... t with the rise of the full moon that night.
When the first howls sparked, Silas was already standing by the gates.
Dozens of them sprinted through the forest of tall trees while their baying continued, only ascending higher with every second.
As the ground trembled from their merciless stomping, the trees rumbled along, bending to the will of winds that carried their shrieks in every direction.
Stronger and louder with every step, the werewolf pack cut the distan ...
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