I stood there in the flickering light of the dying fire, looking at the five remaining beastmen. Tatum and Jed were standing behind me now, their presence already feeling different— sharper, heavier.
I needed to make sure the rest of them understood exactly what they were getting into before we moved forward. I didn't want any of them choosing blindly.
"I'll explain the difference one more time so you can decide which path you want to take."
I told them, my voice echoing slightly in the quiet woods.
"If I bite you, like I did with Jed; your body will become a weapon. You'll be faster, stronger, and your instincts will be sharper than anything you've ever imagined. You'll be a natural on the battlefield."
I paused, letting that sink in before continuing.
