His unbroken focus remained on the corpses on the ground, so much so that he did not notice the arrival of a newcomer, one who observed his emotional trauma grow with a satisfied grin on its face.
Marlon finally lifted his head from the gory sight and met the mocking looks on the faces of the two Aurax. The dragon-tamed one was mounted atop its bone dragon, while the second squatted comfortably within the heaps of monster corpses beneath its colleague.
The new Aurax carried an unsettling presence, far more ominous than that of the dragon tamer. Simply gazing into its eyes was enough to make one tremble. This particular Aurax was wearing a rough, ragged-looking robe that seemed to have been stitched together from human flesh, stained with dried blood and decorated with tiny, unmistakable body parts such as fingers and eyeballs laid randomly across the robe.
