Chapter 108: The Endless Horde

The chamber was a scene of brutal slaughter. Green blood splattered across the stone floor, mixing with the dark ichor of the small humanoids.

The pack's fur was smeared with gore, turning their once-pristine white pelts into gruesome collage of crimson and green.

Each slash of their claws and snap of their jaws only seemed to add to the growing pool of viscera.

The humanoids fell in droves, their bodies crumpling beneath the pack's fierce assault.

Green skin burst open with sickening squelches, and the room filled with the stench of blood and decay.

The pack's fur, now caked with blood and muck, left dark streaks across the floor with every step. The once-cold stone was now a grotesque canvas of chaos.

Malakai fought with ferocity, his fangs sinking into the flesh of the humanoids. But as he fought, he noticed something horrifying.