Lost to the Wolves

As Einai and Alden continued their quest, the Abyss, in its cunning nature, conjured a new challenge for them. Dark shapes emerged from the shadows, their howls echoing through the night—a pack of abyssal wolves, manifestations of the very realm they sought to escape.

The wolves' eyes glowed with a hunger that mirrored the void from which they sprang. Einai and Alden stood their ground, their determination unwavering despite the looming threat. With a fierce growl, the pack charged towards them.

Alden, sensing the imminent danger, urged Einai to run. "Go, Einai! Save yourself!" he shouted, his voice tinged with urgency.

But Einai refused to leave his newfound companion behind. With a resolute nod, they faced the oncoming onslaught together. Blades and claws clashed as they fought with desperate ferocity, each strike a testament to their will to survive.

In the midst of the chaos, Alden's arm was torn from his body by the relentless jaws of one of the wolves. Einai's heart sank at the sight, but there was no time for grief as they pressed on, their lives depending on their resilience.

As they managed to fend off the wolves, Einai noticed something glimmering amidst the gore—a fragment of his soul nestled within Alden's severed arm. With a mixture of horror and determination, Einai retrieved the precious piece, feeling a surge of energy as it rejoined the core of his being.

"We've got another piece," Einai exclaimed, a mix of relief and grim determination in his voice. "Three down, four to go."

Alden, though wounded and weakened, smiled faintly. "It seems fate has a twisted sense of humor," he remarked, his gaze shifting to the stump where his arm once was.

"We'll find a way to make it right," Einai vowed, his resolve deepening with each fragment of his soul reclaimed.

Together, they patched Alden's wound as best they could, knowing that the road ahead would only grow more treacherous. The wolves, defeated but not vanquished, retreated back into the shadows, leaving behind a trail of blood and a grim reminder of the perils that awaited them in the Abyss.

As they continued their journey, Einai carried the weight of their encounter with the wolves—a reminder of the sacrifices and challenges they faced. The path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty, but with each step, Einai's determination burned brighter, fueled by the fragments of his soul and the unwavering support of his companion.