As Skraal continued Desolate Irene Forest,
Nadia… the artifact… his identity.
But his reflection was interrupted abruptly.
A sudden gust of air burst past him.
His instincts kicked in, and he pivoted Ghost Origin humming beneath his skin.
Something moved. Fast. Very fast.
Trees nearby rustled from the sudden displacement.
It wasn't a natural wind.
It was a being.
Before even a second passed, the figure appeared.
It landed gracefully just a few meters ahead, talons clicking against the cracked stone beneath the moss.
A humanoid figure, but not human.
It had the head of an eagle golden eyes piercing and intelligent.
Its body was covered in sleek, layered feathers that shimmered in hues of black and bronze.
Broad, majestic wings folded behind its back like a regal cape, but what stood out most were its limbs arms and legs shaped like a human's, albeit slightly longer and corded with muscle.
Skraal narrowed his gaze, sensing the entity's essence.
