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An eerie, malevolent laughter filled the air as a figure emerged from the shadows. Alaric, a formidable werewolf with fur as black as the night, stood at the edge of the clearing, his eyes blazing with an unholy fire. "We shall see," he sneered. "I will crush their love and claim the Celestial Relic for myself."

Without warning, Alaric lunged towards Luna and Elias, his speed unmatched. Luna barely had time to react, summoning a shield of light to protect herself and Elias. But Alaric was relentless, his claws tearing through the protective barrier.

Elias transformed into his wolf form, his instincts taking over as he fought against Alaric. Their battle was fierce and earth-shaking, as the power of the moon pulsed through both werewolves. With every swipe and lunge, Elias fought to protect the love he held dear.

Luna, feeling a surge of determination, tapped into the power of the Lunar Gem. Bolts of energy shot from her fingertips, striking Alaric and momentarily stunning him. It was