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The battlefield had turned into an ocean of chaos. Renald found himself at the heart of the invasion, surrounded by a screaming horde of monstrous creatures. Savage beasts with sharp fangs, grotesque demons, and massive monsters surged in waves, crushing everything in their path. Never in his life had he witnessed such horror.

He looked up and saw Patriarch Akumu standing tall before the dark tide. The lycanthrope leader's chilling aura dominated the battlefield, his face frozen in an expression of absolute calm. There was no trace of fear in his features, only a cold, calculated demeanor, almost inhuman. Renald understood at that moment that for Akumu, every movement had to be deliberate, every breath measured. A single mistake could cost him his life. So, he wouldn't make any.