Chapter 4 : Battle
The rustling of leaves sent a chill down Alex's spine. He could feel it—an ominous presence watching him from the darkness. Then, it emerged.
A Shadowfang Wolf. Its black fur shimmered faintly under the moonlight, almost blending into the night itself.
Crimson eyes glowed with hunger, and the beast's low growl reverberated through the air. Alex's mind raced, recalling everything he knew about these creatures from the game.
Shadowfang Wolves were nocturnal predators, known for their extreme agility and stealth.
Their innate ability, Shadow Step, allowed them to momentarily vanish and reappear behind their prey, making them incredibly difficult to predict.
Worse, their fangs were laced with a mild paralytic venom, designed to weaken and slow down their victims over time.
'Damn it... a high-speed ambusher,' Alex thought, gripping the worn hilt of his sword. 'I can't afford to take a single bite from it.'
The wolf lunged.
Alex barely had time to react as he twisted his body, narrowly avoiding the deadly fangs.
With a swift counterattack, he slashed at the beast's exposed flank, but the wolf disappeared mid-motion—Shadow Step! A fraction of a second later, he sensed danger behind him and threw himself forward, feeling the rush of air as razor-sharp fangs snapped just inches from his neck.
'Its movement patterns are too unpredictable. I need a way to force it into a direct fight!'