The village square had fallen into a deathly silence the moment the maroon maned wolf launched itself at Aiden.
Dust swirled in thick clouds around their charging forms, and the air crackled with raw, predatory fury. She moved like a storm—claws extended to their full length, eyes blazing with murderous intent as she rocketed straight toward him. Her long maroon mane whipped behind her like a banner of war, and every step made the ground tremble beneath her heavy paws.
Aiden stood perfectly still, hands relaxed at his sides, a calm, almost amused smile playing across his lips. The villagers behind their tents watched in stunned disbelief, mothers clutching their children tighter, prayers frozen on their lips.
The maroon-maned wolf was now right in front of him, mere inches away. Her breath came hot and furious, fangs bared in a silent snarl. She swang her claws to deliver the killing blow, her voice a low, venomous growl meant to echo across the square.
"I am gonna kill yo—"
