By the time Ophelia rushed over, both Coen and Danl were severely injured.
"Stop it, stop it!" Wendy cried, tears streaming down her face at the sight of her brother's wounds.
Ophelia’s cheeks were flushed with anger. Danl, lacking Coen’s composure, began to tremble as he prepared to shift into his beast form. When she noticed the faint glimmer of light appearing at his slightly parted lips, Ophelia’s heart sank—this was bad.
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