Layla giggled when she saw Hex. She called out, not bothering to lower her voice.
"Hi, friend! I'm over here. Do you see me?"
Hex smiled softly. He called out as well, though it wasn't unnecessarily loud.
"Me see you! Layla is here!"
The two of them jogged over to each other.
However, their reunion was interrupted.
"Who dares defile the walls of the Obrad Empire?"
There was a man clad in black armor, blending in with the dark night.
There was a small pillar that held a staircase underneath. The man was standing on top of this pillar, holding a massive hammer.
He was only roughly two meters high, but his presence was overbearing. Not even a small section of his skin was revealed. The armor covered him up thoroughly.
There were various small engravings made in his armor, only visible if one looked closely. They appeared to consist of skulls and bones, randomly strewn about. However, despite its seemingly random placement, there was a strange beauty to it.
