Now in their half-shifts, Daemonikai and Vladya tore through the woods, breathing loud, breathing deep. The night's air howled past them, a blur of dark trees and shifting shadows.They were no strangers to long runs. Over the years, they had pushed their endurance to its limits, testing themselves against time and terrain. But this was different.This time, their women were in danger.They had been running without pause for hours, not even slowing to drink. Their bodies screamed for rest. Vision swam, limbs burned. Yet they could not stop."Let us cut through the Dark Woods—it's shorter," Daemonikai said, veering left."Yes, but more dangerous.” Vladya followed. “Wild animals and ferals lurk there." "We take what we must."Plunging into the forest, the call of wolves rose in the night. By the time they reached the heart of the woods, Daemonikai smelled them and tensed. Ferals.Beside him, Vladya tensed too. Slowing their pace, they readied themselves for battle.A low growl slithere
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