True Desire

Fable vanished in a blur of silver and red. The ground where he'd been standing shattered, throwing chunks of earth and stone outward, forming a crater nearly twenty feet deep. Allana alone reacted, but fatigue clawed at her limbs as she rushed to intercept him. Before I even registered that either of them had moved, she crashed into a building a few blocks away.

The wolf materialized above the exhausted priests, a looming mountain of claws, teeth, and crimson fur. One looked up, his mouth dropping open as he met Fable's glowing eyes. Before any could grasp their mana, three of them were dead, crushed beneath his paws. A fourth vanished into his jaws.