The air was thick with the scent of pine, wet moss, and the coppery tang of fear. Breath ragged and burning, the adventurers sprinted blindly through the twisting thicket. Behind them, the night vibrated with the guttural snarls and relentless clawing of a pursuing pack of wolves, turning the pitch-black woods into a desperate gauntlet.The canopy above swallowed the moonlight, plunging the party into near-total darkness as they fought through underbrush that clutched at their cloaks like skeletal hands.
The howling grew deafening, echoing from every direction as the predators orchestrated a flawless hunt. Just as their stamina waned and the wolves began to close the distance, the trees abruptly broke away. The party burst onto the edge of a sheer cliff overlooking a rushing river. With nowhere left to run, they braced their backs against the cold stone, weapons raised, ready to face the inevitable strike in the dark.
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