Caracos Thar was closing the distance quickly.
The currents of Beast Heaven folded beneath her paws as she crossed one region of space after another, blue lightning gathering around her claws and tail while Sylas' scent grew clearer with every passing moment.
Then, without warning, the path in front of her seemed occupied by someone who hadn't been there a heartbeat earlier.
A young man stood in the void with his hands loosely behind his back.
He was unmistakably Thryskai, though not one born on the Demi-God Plane, because there were no wings folded behind him and no horns rising from his head. Only the narrow third-eye slit rested between his brows, but the absence of those other traits did little to diminish the pressure Caracos felt from him.
She stopped and Rhykan smiled.
Caracos' tail flicked once, the blue-steel blades lining it humming. "Move, or I attack to kill."
"I know you."
Her eyes narrowed.
