Umbriel faltered mid-air, almost breaking his flight as he felt a searing pain in his head. Such pain could only be inflicted when something very dangerous happened: when his twin dies. Despite being twins, they were like the opposite sides of a coin. One was light, and one was darkness. Luneth was the light, and Umbriel was the darkness.
Umbriel, just like Luneth, had been given a mission to kill and devour as many citizens of Anbord as possible, but who would have thought that in less than five minutes since the war started, his twin sister would be killed. His dark eyes glinted with pain, anger, and wrath. The sky instantly darkened, turning day into night as he descended onto Anbord. Unlike his twin, who was slimmer and lighter, Umbriel, although slim, was bigger and heavier. His horns curved back like black crescents, glinting sharply.
