The stream was still ongoing as the two beings slowly descended to the ground.
Kyle quickly noticed something unusual.
The space around him was subtly warping.
It was the same sensation he always felt whenever he was teleported to the Temple.
So it wasn't the place.
It was them.
His gaze settled on the pair, and the first thought that crossed his mind was that they were merely wearing human skin.
Nothing about their expressions felt human.
The savage hunger in their eyes, the unrestrained ferocity etched across their faces, it was the look of predators who existed for battle alone.
The man on the left was lean, somewhere in his early forties. His crimson eyes burned with madness as ragged breaths escaped his lips. Thick veins bulged across his neck, mirroring those of his companion.
The other man was taller and younger, his head completely shaved. His broad, muscular frame resembled that of a seasoned powerlifter, every inch of him built for overwhelming force.
