Chapter 265: Beta Level Threat Wolf
"Let me try that with a new perspective."
Kyle’s shadows pulsed with energy as he faced the wolves, his eyes locked onto their feral gazes. The air was thick with tension, the silence punctuated only by the snarling of the wolves and the soft sobs of Layla.
The wolves lunged, their bodies blurring with speed as they closed in on Kyle. He spun around, his shadows swirling wildly as he tried to fend off the attack. The wolves’ jaws snapped mere inches from his face, their hot breath washing over him like a wave.
Kyle’s eyes darted between the wolves, his mind racing with strategies and countermeasures. He was a skilled fighter, but he was outnumbered and outmatched.
As he fought, Kyle’s gaze flickered to Lucias, who lay motionless on the ground. A surge of anger and determination coursed through him, and he redoubled his efforts to protect Layla and his friend.
The wolves were relentless, their feral instincts driving them to attack. Kyle’s shadows danced across the cave walls, a frenetic blur of darkness as he dodged and weaved through the wolves’ attacks.
Suddenly, Kyle remembered Snow’s words: [Your shadows are a part of you, Kyle. Use them to tap into your own strength and instincts.]
"No more trying to control it." Kyle silently muttered, loosing his little control of the shadows. Letting them roam free, wild and uncaged with a savage instinct like they had a mind of their own.
With newfound determination, Kyle focused his energy and let his shadows guide him. The darkness around him seemed to coalesce, forming a living, breathing entity that moved with him.
The wolves hesitated, sensing the change in Kyle’s energy. For a moment, they paused, their eyes locked onto Kyle’s with a mixture of fear and respect.
And in that moment, Kyle struck. His shadows exploded outward, wrapping around the wolves like a vice. The beasts thirmed and struggled, but Kyle’s grip was unyielding.
The cave fell silent, the only sound the soft panting of the wolves as they lay bound in Kyle’s shadows. Layla’s eyes locked onto Kyle’s, a mixture of fear and gratitude burning within her.