In the dark streets of BB-2, two figures stood near a crumbling wall.
One was the black wolfman, his fur bristling, his claws sharp.
His eyes glowed as he watched the brute beside him.
The brute was massive, his skin covered in burn scars and rusted tattoos.
Jagged teeth glinted, some capped with metal.
He stood tall, fists clenched, his breath ragged.
The black wolfman crossed his arms, his tail swishing slowly.
"It's time."
The brute shifted, his muscles tensing.
He turned his head slightly, one eye glowing under the night sky.
"Time for what?"
The wolfman's grin was cold.
"You're the first survivor of the experiment."
"Now, it's time for you to prove you're worth it."
The brute cracked his knuckles, his metal-capped teeth showing as he smirked.
"Worth it? I've been waiting for this."
The wolfman leaned in, his breath hot and steady.
"Wreak havoc. Find your revenge."
"The one who made you fall—the Heavenly Demon."
The brute's eyes flared with hate.
