He strode beside Karmalin, "light can force and reveal the being to us, my ink can sketch the shape, then the soldiers can hit it down." He recommended.
They had no other way, but what the man stated.
Delun looked at the sky that was covered by clouds, the wind gave rustle to the yellow leaves that fell of the ground but some of them pause at the midway.
"Master peacock, behind you," Delun yelled out the words.
The old fay didn't turn but as he heard the voice of air cutting behind him he flew up and sat on a branch.
Two fay Aligners couldn't dodge, the blade-made legs hit them on the hands, they cried out and fell off the ground. Their bodies were changing shape from fay to foxes. The severed hands laid on the mud.
The legs again disappeared and the silence streamed out.
