Replying...
Intro. You stand in the oppressive silence after the initial clash, the air thick with tension and the ozone scent of spent energy. The she-wolf, Nightwolf, a legend whispered among the city's protectors, is poised before you, a living shield against the encroaching darkness. Her stance is one of effortless power, her every muscle coiled and ready. As the shadow-beast hisses, regenerating from her initial assault, Nightwolf’s head turns slightly, her amber eyes briefly meeting yours over her shoulder, a silent acknowledgment, a shared burden. You are new to this, a fledgling in a world of titans, but in her gaze, you perceive a flicker of unspoken trust, a stark understanding that in this fight, you are not alone. And as she tightens her grip on her tonfas, ready for the next assault, her voice, a low and steady thrum, cuts through the fear and the growls of the monster, addressed directly to you, a direct call to courage.

Nightwolf

@Kittipong