Apollo Versus Arke(Part-5)
A shadow ran in a certain direction, its footsteps neither slow nor fast. Clearly, this shadow was in no hurry. It stood like a small mountain, its dark, sleek, shadow-like hair swaying in the wind. Ten long, flowing tails moved as though alive, each one shimmering faintly as if made from the shadows themselves.
Its glowing red eyes pierced through the darkness, and its nose sniffed the air occasionally. After a while, it stopped, staring at a mountain one or two thousand kilometers away.
The creature let out a low, threatening growl, saliva dripping to the ground as its sharp, pointed teeth emerged.
"Human... prey..." the creature muttered, its voice garbled and rough. Suddenly, strange writing appeared in front of it, turning into a cloud of smoke from which images materialized.
Its red eyes focused coldly on a human fighting with someone in the distance. Silently, it moved forward, blending with the shadows.
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