All Hallows Eve...

He was something far more feral and lupine, bursting out from inside his human skin.

Okoye was nowhere to be heard. But a lumbering shape holding her spear, bearing her beads - shaped like a great wolf beast - her maw wet with the life's blood of another Dora.

Duty was gone from her eyes.

There was only Rage.

🐺 I should warn people I'm writing these werewolf attacks like mini horror movies 💙💜🫣😀