Twilight Beast.

Point o

. The clearing beyond the kitchen was a scene from a nightmare, bodies moving chaotically, screams

me back to reality, at least for a moment. "Go!" he urged again, b

pain in my arms as she dragged me, pulling me toward the door that separated the kitchen from the chaos beyo

one. It was like she ha

strained as he tried to shut the do

aid, his tone firm, almost desperate.

anic rising in my throat. "She was rig

lla," he said again, but I wasn't liste

r. I had to see her. I had to know she was okay. Then, through the smoke and

ak. "Help! Please, wait!" she called out, stumbling forward. But Mark wa

insistent, more frustrated. But I couldn't. My hea

o something!" I begg

hand outstretched as she limped tow

out to let her die. Without thinking, I darted out from behind

mix of anger and desperation, but I didn't care. My o

med, and instinctively, I glanced to my right. A dark, fur-covered beast was charging straight at me, its eyes gleaming with hunger. My body reacted

o a villager, the sickening sound of flesh being ripped apart filling my ears. Panic surged through me, but I forced myself to focus.

as I finally reached her. Her voice was urgent, laced wi

" she added, her eye

ly, grabbing her arm. "You ha

her, though the fear in my chest was growing by the second. I

red, her voice trembling. "You're

th my age?" I asked, confused

e said nothing. I didn't have time to figure it out. I helped her up

, waiting for us. Their dark eyes followed our every movement, and my heart sank.

ulling Princess with me. Maybe we

it ha

mble beneath my feet as a massive beast lunged at us. The force of its growl knocked us down. Princess hit the ground

ling from a cut on her forehead. I reached out to her, but before I could do anythi

ts stopp

fe flashed before my eyes as I lay there, my

he final blow, the moment when

hesitated, then slowly opened my eyes. The beasts were no longer

him without attacking, the way they obeyed him, was unnatural. He walked closer, his

skin flawless, and his green eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity, like the deepest parts

voice smooth, almost a

nce was overwhelming, like the air itself was heavy around him. My body tr

tried to speak, but my throat felt dry, and my mind was still reeling from the surrou

not shouting, but the force of his

but I couldn't stop looking into his eyes, green as the thickes

snapped me out of the trance I seemed to be in, but before I cou

ow, almost a whisper. His eyes began to glow, brighter a

he world around me fell into darkness, and I felt h