The crowned wolf laughs as he sees his daughter Cassandra trying to pop the balloon.
Foolish child! She does not know of the prophecy...
"Yes, my child! Pop the Master, so that I may take my rightful place as ruler of this world! You will have to do more than bite it to pop it, though, my dear... I requires the sharp and bitter blood of darkness to pop the light that is held inside. Lust! Envy! Pride! Wrath! Greed! Gluttony! Sloth! Only one of these can slay the Master!"
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The shadowed wolf bellowed and morphed into a full shadow, the full body of a shade. He was a shade, fully and completely, though he had rid himself of the evil it entailed long ago, something has brother had failed to do. He saw the horrible scene of the spirits and the other shade, and yelled out his own curse as he dove at the shade. This would be a fight to the death.
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Attu slowly stood, breathing heavily. "We need to get out of here, and fast. I don't know that the others can handle Father on their own."