Chapter 8: The Beast Beneath Her Flesh
The werewolf god-thing rose from the shattered altar, bone cracking, fur bristling with divine rage. The chamber shook with each step it took, its fangs bared and eyes locked on Seraphiel—who now sat bare-kneed on the floor, body trembling, divine seal shattered.
> [Threat Level: Omega Prime]
[Race: Forgotten Lycan Deity – "Crimson Howl"]
[Objective: Annihilate Defilers. Reclaim the Vessel.]
Lucien stepped between them, chest bare, body glowing with the system’s latest surge of raw power. "You want her?" he growled. "Come take her."
The beast snarled—a sound that shattered stained glass in the rafters.
Then it charged.
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Lucien met it head-on, fists blazing with crimson energy. Their clash cracked the ground, a shockwave launching Lilith and Seraphiel back.
Lilith rolled up, eyes wide. "That thing’s divine blooded! We need to run!"
But Seraphiel didn’t answer.