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Chapter 22: TRAPPED IN THE DEN OF THE BEAST
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Vandal placed a firm hand on Conan’s shoulder, his voice steady but filled with grief. “My job here is done. I must return to the Void.”He stepped back, his figure fading like a dying flame. A cold wind rushed through the trees as shadows gathered around him, twisting and shifting. The air felt heavy, as if the world itself was holding its breath. Vandal gave Conan one last look; one filled with pain, determination, and something unreadable, before vanishing into the darkness.Conan stood frozen. His breath came in quick, uneven gasps. Then, the memories struck like a tidal wave, crashing into him all at once.The scent of smoke and blood.The howls ripping through the night.Screams; his mother’s voice, desperate and shaking.His mother knelt beside him, pressing a shaking finger to his lips.“Shh, my little cup. Stay quiet, no matter what happens.”Conan didn’t understand. His little hands clung to her dress as she held his baby sister close, wrapping the child tightly in a bundle
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Her body twisted, bones shifting beneath her skin. White fur sprouted along her arms, her nails sharpening into claws. The air crackled with power.Conan squeezed his eyes shut.The sounds that followed were not human.Snarls. Roars. The clash of claws against claws. The crack of bones snapping.He felt his baby sister tremble in his arms, and he held her tighter, biting his lip to stop from crying out.ThenA sharp, agonized scream.His mother’s scream.Conan’s eyes flew open.She lay on the ground, blood pooling beneath her. The werewolf loomed over her, its massive jaws dripping blood. She was still breathing, but barely.Her eyes looked toward the crawl space, locking onto Conan’s.She mouthed something,“Run.”Then the beast struck.A sickening crack.Silence.Something inside Conan shattered.His vision blurred, his breath coming in ragged sobs. His small hands trembled against his sister’s bundle, but he couldn’t move, couldn’t look away.The werewolf lifted his mother’s lifele
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