Alythia

The morning sun warmed my face as I ventured deeper into the forest. I have been becoming more confident in my explorations, though I still kept a cautious eye on my surroundings.

Today, however, something seemed different. The usual sounds of the forest were hushed, as if the world was holding its breath.

As I moved cautiously through the trees, I caught sight of a large, jet-black wolf. Its fur was so dark that it seemed to absorb the light around it. It had two long canines protruding from its mouth and its yellow eyes seemed to glow with an eerie light. There was also a small, pinky-sized red gem glittering on its chest.

I don't know what it's called, so I'll call it a black wolf.

The black wolf seems to be injured, its movements appear labored with a trail of blood marking its path. But before I could process what I was seeing, the black wolf suddenly pounced and instantly killed a rabbit. It was then that I realized just how dangerous this creature was.

I tried to silently back away, but the black wolf's glowing eyes locked with mine. It leaped at me with a snarl. Its powerful muscles propelling it through the air. I could feel my heart race in panic. Instinctively, I threw myself to the side, narrowly avoiding the creature's snapping jaws. The impact of its landing sent dirt and leaves flying, and I could feel the tremor from its weight hitting the ground.

Quickly scrambling to my feet, I attempted to put some distance between myself and the black wolf. The wolf snarled, turning to face me, its glowing yellow eyes locking onto my every movement. I tightly gripped onto my only weapon, my wooden walking stick. My knuckles turning white as I prepared for the inevitable confrontation.

It lunged at me again, using its large hind legs to shoot itself through the air, aiming to sink its teeth into my neck. I ducked under the attack once more, feeling the rush of air as the black wolf soared just above my head. As I evaded, I swung my wooden stick upward, striking its hind legs. Though the blow only seemed to enrage the black wolf further as it landed on the ground with a snarl before immediately turning to face me again.

My heart pounding loudly in my chest as I realized the true danger of the situation. The black wolf's incredible speed and agility were far beyond anything I'd ever encountered in the forest before.

I continued dodging and weaving, desperately avoiding the black wolf's snapping jaws and slashing claws as best as I could. The forest floor was like a blur beneath my feet as I tried to keep ahead of the relentless creature. I swung my wooden stick wildly, landing another blow, this time on the wolf's shoulder, only to have it snarl in anger and swipe at me with renewed ferocity. Each near miss, each narrowly avoided strike, brought me closer to the edge. I knew I needed to do something quick, something to get myself out of this current situation, or the black wolf would without a doubt tear me apart.

During one particularly fierce exchange, the black wolf's attack managed to connect, its razor-sharp claws raking across my side, tearing through my rag-like clothing and leaving behind a set of deep, bleeding gashes.

Pain flared through my body as I stumbled back, my breathing becoming increasingly ragged and my vision blurred. Refusing to give in, I swung my wooden stick at the black wolf with all my might, managing to land a solid hit on the beast's snout. It recoiled momentarily, shaking its head in a daze. The moment of respite was short-lived, however, as the black wolf leaped forward. nce again, its long canines sinking into my left forearm.

"AH!"

I cried out in pain and instinctively struck the creature's head with my wooden stick, forcing it to release its grip. With my arm throbbing and blood dripping from my wounds, I knew I couldn't keep this up for much longer.

The black wolf began circling me, preparing to attack the moment I showed even a bit of an opening. My sense of dread grew, my thoughts raced. I grew desperate for a way out of this seemingly insurmountable challenge. In my moment of panic, the black wolf attacked again. Its claws came within inches of my face.

It was at this moment that something within me stirred. The strange sensation I had felt when touching the glowing mushroom in my cave welled up inside me. Unconsciously, I manipulated it to gather towards my arms and legs, boosting my physical prowess.

I wasn't sure what was happening, but I didn't really have the freedom to care right now. With my newfound strength, I redoubled my efforts, striking at the black wolf with increased force. I once again managed to land a solid blow to the side of the creature's head, momentarily stunning it. The black wolf backed away slightly, shaking off the hit before letting out a furious growl. However, this time, I could see fear in its eyes.

The battle raged on, a desperate struggle between two beings fighting for their lives. My enhanced speed and strength allowed me to dodge the black wolf's attacks more effectively, and each strike I landed seemed to weaken the beast further. Despite the pain in my arm and side, I refused to back down, determination welled within me to take the black wolf down.

The black wolf once again landed a swipe onto my arm.

Expecting the incoming pain, I felt the weird sensation move within me to focus on the areas being hit. It seemed whatever that did worked, as the claws didn't cut too deeply into my arms this time, only taking off bits of my skin. Taking advantage of the black wolf's recoil after attacking, I shifted my body weight to help increase the strength of my next attack. With a powerful swing of my wooden stick, I connected with the black wolf's head. The force of this blow managed to send the creature sprawling onto the forest floor, its body twitching as it struggled to rise.

BAM BAM BAM

With both hands on my stick, I beat at it. It might have seemed cruel, but I couldn't risk this thing getting back up and killing me.

Finally, it let out a pained cry before completely collapsing down, unmoving. I stood there before it, panting, covered in sweat and blood, staring at the defeated black wolf.

'I did it...'

I couldn't believe I had won. As the adrenaline faded, the pain from my wounds intensified, and I knew I was nearing my limit.

I approached the lifeless body of the black wolf, cautiously, eyeing the red gem on its chest. It seemed to pulse faintly as if it still contained some of the creature's life force. With trembling hands, I reached down and carefully pried the gem free. It felt strangely warm to the touch. I pocketed it, I wasn't sure if it was going to be valuable, but at least it would serve as a good memento. I couldn't do much about the rest of the black wolf's body right now, so I left it where it was and began making my way back to the cave.