Chapter 391
As Jake and his men stepped through the shimmering portal, they were immediately greeted by the harsh environment of Planet Draytos. The sky was a swirling mix of dark red and deep purple, as if twilight had been frozen in place. Thick, ominous clouds loomed overhead, casting eerie shadows across the barren, rocky terrain. The ground beneath their boots was a blend of cracked earth and jagged obsidian-like formations, whispering of ancient tectonic turmoil.
A gust of dry, bitter wind swept across the battlefield, carrying the metallic scent of blood and the distant howls of werewolves. Far in the distance, flashes of battle illuminated the horizon—figures clashing in a frenzy of steel, claws, and raw power. The howls of the beasts reverberated through the air, sending chills down the spines of even the most seasoned adventurers.
