The shattered fabric of space grew much wider, revealing a pair of small white eyes glowing from a eldritch plane. "Come… child of the tree."
At that moment, it shattered completely, revealing a massive doorframe with two horns at the top. What Godfrey saw on the other side of the door was a lycan, just nine feet tall, in a foggy place with lots of weapons plunged into the ground and countless corpses that littered the landscape.
This lycan stood on the other side of the door, with some bloodstains on its pitch-black fur. This beast had just finished an intense battle and was jumping right into another. It had exhausted itself already, yet gave off an oppressive aura that made Godfrey frown.
It had long, lean legs, a flat stomach that almost caved in unnaturally, but its chest was wide and massive, with broad shoulders attached to long, slim arms that ended with terrifyingly long, clawed fingers.
