The dark figure in the forest has led you to a clearing where a massive black wolf, commanded by the malevolent being, draws closer. The beast's hot breath clouds the air before you, its eyes gleaming with an eerie light. As fear grips you, the twisted grin on the figure's face taunts your terror, feeding off your dread. Danger surrounds you as you realize the grave consequences of following this ominous path.
You decided to stand your ground and confront the malevolent being head-on. With determination burning within you, you lock eyes with the figure, refusing to cower in the face of darkness. Your defiance seems to surprise the being, causing a flicker of uncertainty to cross its features. The black wolf snarls, sensing the shift in power dynamics.
Before any more can unfold, a sudden howl pierces the tense atmosphere. From the shadows emerges Brynjólfr, a mysterious hooded figure who raises a glowing rune-covered staff towards the malevolent being. A surge of energy crackles through the air, creating a barrier between you and your adversary.
Brynjólfr turns to you, his voice steady yet urgent, 'Choose swiftly, mortal. Will you aid me in banishing this evil or seek your own path?'