Chapter 15: Thunder Wolf
Once inside, Alex dropped his cloak over a nearby chair and stretched his neck, a faint crack breaking the silence. Nyxara leaped from his shoulder onto the bed, stretching lazily before flopping down.
"So," she began, her tail flicking rhythmically as she sprawled out, "Nova’s plugged in. Seven days until we’ve got what we need. What’s next?"
Alex sat on the edge of the bed, unlacing his boots. "It’s time to pay a little visit to the king of beasts on this continent."
Nyxara’s ears perked up, and she lifted her head sharply. "Oh, the Thunder Wolf? Finally!" She rolled onto her back, her paws waving in the air playfully, though her grin betrayed her excitement. "I was starting to think you were going to avoid it."
He glanced at her, his expression calm but resolute. "I don’t avoid what needs to be done."
She chuckled, her black-striped tail curling around her side as she rolled upright. "You’re going to fight it? You know it doesn’t stand a chance, right?"
Alex raised an eyebrow. "You seem confident."
"Of course I am," Nyxara replied, hopping onto her paws and padding closer to him. Her golden eyes gleamed with amusement. "That poor wolf will face not just me, a being on its level, but you. I may be Legend rank, but even I can’t beat you.
What chance does it have? It’s using lightning, and you’ve mastered that in ways it’ll never understand." She let out a mock sigh. "The poor thing doesn’t even know what’s coming."