Taejoon's fangs hovered above Mako's neck, his eyes blazing with a fierce golden light. He could feel his power coursing through him, urging him to end Mako's reign of terror once and for all.
But just as Taejoon was about to deliver the final blow, he hesitated.
Mako's eyes gleamed with madness. " I was meant to be powerful," he spat, his voice venomous. "And you'll never be able to stop me."
Taejoon's eyes narrowed, his grip on Mako's shoulders crushing. With a swift motion, he pinned Mako to the ground, his fangs extended.
Mako's eyes locked onto Han, who was fiercely battling a group of Mako's minions. A wicked grin spread across Mako's face as he realized he had found Taejoon's weakness.
"Ah, your little boyfriend is also here," Mako sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "How touching. Taejoon, you should have kept him safe."
Taejoon's eyes snapped towards Han, his heart racing with worry. He saw Han struggling to keep up with the attackers
Taejoon growled, his voice low and menacing. "Leave him out of this mako."
Mako's laughter echoed through the streets as he summoned more minions to attack Han. Taejoon's grip on Mako's shoulders tightened, his fangs bared in a snarl. He was torn between finishing off Mako and protecting Han.
Mako broke free from Taejoon's grip and lunged at Han, a wicked smile spreading across his face. Han, sensing the danger, tried to dodge, but Mako was too fast. Just as Mako's blade was about to pierce Han's heart, Taejoon's instincts took over.
Without hesitation, Taejoon summoned a burst of magical energy and conjured a gleaming silver sword. The sword materialized in his hand, and with a swift, deadly motion, he plunged it into Mako's back.
Mako's eyes widened in shock as he stumbled forward, the blade lodged deep within him. He let out a pained gasp, his body trembling with rage and shock.
Taejoon's eyes blazed with fury his chest heaving with exertion. He yanked the sword free, and Mako crumpled to the ground, defeated.
Han stumbled backward, his eyes wide with shock. "Taejoon..."
Taejoon's gaze locked onto Han, his expression twisted with worry. "Han, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
Han shook his head, still looking stunned. "I-I'm fine. Taejoon, your eyes..."
As Mako lay on the ground, a wicked grin spread across his face. With a voice dripping with malevolence, he uttered a single, ominous phrase: "This is what I wanted taejoon Now the darkness will consume you, Taejoon..."
The words seemed to hang in the air, and as they echoed through the streets, a dark, misty energy began to emanate from Mako's body. The air around Taejoon began to distort, and his eyes widened in horror as the dark energy wrapped around him like shackles.
The Alpha Boys, IDOL'S, and the others stopped fighting, their eyes fixed on Taejoon in concern.
"The fortune teller's words...they're coming true."... one of the werewolf person speak
"No...it can't be," Han whispered, his voice trembling with fear.
The group exchanged worried glances, their faces etched with concern and fear. They knew the prophecy had spoken of a great darkness that would consume Taejoon, and now it seemed to be unfolding before their eyes.
Taejoon's body began to convulse, his eyes rolling back in his head. The dark energy surged, and he let out a pained cry. The group held their breaths, unsure of what to do as the darkness seemed to be devouring Taejoon from the inside out.