As the days turned into nights, and the Wolf Moon approached once more, the threat of darkness manifested. Creatures of nightmares prowled at the borders of Midnight Vale, grotesque beasts that were once part of the forest now twisted into vengeful spirits. Kaelan and Elara, learning to fight side by side, faced the first wave of the oncoming tide, testing their bond on the battlefield.
With each clash, their connection deepened, forged in the flames of battle. Elara unleashed arrows imbued with moonlight, while Kaelan fought with a ferocity that ignited his pack's spirit.
But the shadows grew more powerful, drawn to the light of the Wolf Moon. One night, the darkness attacked in full force, a horde of monstrous wolves raging through their territory. In the chaos, Kaelan was separated from Elara, and his heart raced with fear as he searched for her, instinct guiding him.
He fought through the chaos, finding Elara surrounded by winged creatures of shadow, their claws reaching for her. "No!" he roared, breaking free from the fray and lunging toward her.
Their eyes met, desperation intertwining with fierce determination. "Together!" she cried, raising her bow.
Kaelan pressed his back against hers, his voice a growl. "Always together."
In that moment, they became a tempest—Kaelan unleashed a series of powerful strikes while Elara's arrows rained down, each one a shimmering beacon of their united bond. With each defeated shadow, their connection surged, igniting a surge of magic that lit up the night.