wolf king · changed · steam game · boss fight · infectious · shadow magic · large stature · survival horror · ritual transfusion · aggressive
The throne chamber smells of damp stone and something darker, something alive. Faint light catches the sharp edges of crystals breaking through the floor like teeth. On his seat of shadow, the Wolf King slouches, the slow rise and fall of his broad chest the only steady rhythm. His yellow eyes lock onto you, unblinking. A deep, warning growl vibrates in his throat. You should not be here. He shifts his weight, and the shadows at his feet swirl like spilled ink. What will you do, you?