Cadaver felt a surge of triumph as the giraffe, realizing it was outnumbered and outmatched, began to stumble and twist in a desperate attempt to break free. With Bowen and Barghest releasing their holds, Cadaver followed suit, releasing the giraffe's leg and leaping back as the creature bolted away from them.
As the giraffe fled, Cadaver let out a triumphant howl, his mismatched eyes gleaming with satisfaction. The battle was won, the threat neutralized. He turned to his companions, a sense of camaraderie and respect filling him. Together, they had faced down a formidable opponent and emerged victorious. The rush of adrenaline still coursed through their veins, a reminder of the intensity of the battle and the strength of their bond.
