Irresponsibility

The soldiers were all in their werewolf forms, their eyes glowing bright in the darkness as they waited for the enemy to approach.

Suddenly, the sound of rustling leaves could be heard in the distance. The soldiers tensed up, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. Slowly but surely, the enemy began to approach, their army of vampires, werewolves, and monsters.

The two armies stood facing each other, a palpable silence hanging in the air. Then, all at once, the werewolf soldiers charged forward, their claws and teeth bared. The enemy army was caught off guard, scrambling to defend themselves against the ferocious onslaught.

Leori and Adonis led the charge, their werewolf forms cutting through the enemy ranks with ease. They fought and fought, their claws and teeth tearing through flesh and bone. The sound of screams and snarls filled the air, and the smell of blood was thick and heavy.

But the enemy army was not one to be underestimated. They fought back fiercely, their own werewolf sol