"Where is she?" Ossa thought, standing in front of a large tree, the largest in the vicinity. Much to the dragonic creature's disappointment, he had tracked him down to this point.
<You found me... You are more than just a weak immortal,>the dragonic shadow wolf said as it appeared from the shadow cast by the tree, the omega bleeding beside it.
"I found you. Keep your promise and return her," Ossa gritted his teeth, frustrated, yet his eyes were pleading.
He knew he stood no chance against the creature before him, a creature that was leagues above him in strength and speed and could seemingly phase through any attack he threw at it.