Signs of calamity
Nikol gazed at his companions with a steely determination and he took a deep breath as things are getting really hectic.
"There's only one more day until the full
moon," he said, his voice low and intense. "We need to be ready to face Fake Fenrir."
The group had been preparing for this moment for weeks. They had trained tirelessly, honing their skills and refining their strategy. But as the final hours ticked down, the tension in the air was palpable. As they were about to face something truly extraordinary.
"We can't afford to wait any longer," Nikol continued, his eyes scanning the faces of his comrades.
"We need to enter the forest before the full moon rises. If anything unexpected happens, we'll be ready."
"But what if Fenrir's already there?" asked Lydia, her voice quivering slightly, as these battles were a little too much for her.