The black wolf and the brown wolf circled each other, ready to strike. Low snarls rumbled from their throats, vibrating through the arena. Their sharp teeth were bared in a primal show of dominance and challenge.
As if their growls weren't enough to set their audience's nerves on edge, the drummers began to play a dark, ominous rhythm. The war sound heightened the frenzy in the air, wrapping around the audience, pulling them into the moment until every heart seemed to beat in time with the drums.
The atmosphere grew suffocating, thick with tension and raw anticipation. No one said a word, suspended on the edge of chaos.
The two wolves charged at each other with bone-crushing force.
Dominic's brown wolf pivoted at the last second, using the momentum to deliver a devastating kick to Asher's side. The impact was so powerful it sent the black wolf hurtling through the air.
Boom!
