Axelius narrowed his eyes, ready to step forward again, when suddenly a shadow loomed over him. He turned his head up just in time to see a fist swinging down at him like a hammer.
He leapt back, the wind of the blow brushing his cheek, and when he steadied his stance his lips curled into a grin.
"Gob…" he muttered.
Landing in front of him was Gob not the little red goblin anymore. Now she stood as a red young woman, tall and lean, her brown hair tied up high, her sharp ears twitching slightly as her knuckles gleamed with steel bracers.
"Master," she said with a smirk, cracking her knuckles. "Don't forget about me."
Before Axelius could respond, a deep bark erupted from the other side. The ground trembled as Nyx stepped forward, no longer a small skulkhound but a massive beast of bones and shadow, his howl echoing across the trees. The force of his bark sent waves through the grass, making the air itself shiver.
