The city gasps under a suffocating shroud of fog, where the rhythmic tapping of rain against slick pavement masks a far more sinister sound. High above the urban canyons, where steel towers pierce the charcoal clouds, a gargantuan shadow stirs. A nightmare wrought in obsidian fur and predatory intent, this werewolf-like titan looms over the unsuspecting throng below. Pedestrians hurry through the gloom, oblivious to the monstrous silhouette dominating the skyline. In this metropolis of cold glass and endless drizzle, the line between reality and folklore dissolves, leaving only the chilling certainty that something ancient is hunting in the heights.