"Quick, this way! Hurry!" The werewolf's urgent cry reverberated through the air, his powerful palm striking the rocky wall with resounding force. In a brilliant display, the wall shimmered and split asunder, revealing a concealed passage leading to an underground tunnel.
Donned in enigmatic crimson garb, the werewolves swiftly filed through the opening, their footsteps resonating with purpose as they descended into the depths of the earth. With each determined stride, they moved with a singular objective in mind.
Within the dimly lit confines of the tunnel, one of the werewolves shed his hood, revealing a countenance marked by anticipation and mischief. Standing before an imposing ancient rock adorned with arcane symbols, he surveyed their clandestine haven with a twisted grin.