Elliot wanted to run. He wanted to move. His mind was telling him to escape, but his body was frozen in place.
The Azure King stood fifty foot tall. Tall enough so it's shoulders would reach the tall ceiling of the large Azure Palace hallway. It was leaning forward, slowly walking to the corner where Elliot was.
It was equiped with a dark blue armor that hugged its body like a skin. Its head was covered with a metal mask that was welded into a helmet. There was also a tall crown that sat on top of its head perfectly, seemingly weaving into the helmet and the metal mask like it was part of the armor.
And as for Elliot, he didn't know if what he is seeing is an illusion or if he's actually in the past. But there was only one thing that he was sure of.
