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Weatheepaw shakes his head. "You don't understand. He's-"

"Standing right in front of you," The shadow said in a dark, scathing voice. A cat formed from the shadow. His pelt was pitch black and was scarred. His piercing blood-red gaze were fixed on Nightpaw, Weatherpaw, and Eclipsepaw.

Weatherpaw and Eclipsepaw didn't flinch. Weatherpaw slid out his claws and glared at Venom.