The well-dressed, scarlet-haired spirit clasped his hands together for a moment as a swirl of light-purple energy gathered around him. It was the first time Emilio witnessed what the spirit soulbound to him was capable of, leaving him enamored in what he was doing.
"Come, Owls of The Twilight!" Gavill invoked.
All at once, the radiant energy, akin to mana but distinctly different, formed into physical constructions; there were six owls with black-and-scarlet feathers, all summoned and perched on Gavill's arms and shoulders.
"Woah, you can summon owls?" Emilio remarked in astonishment.
The spirit smiled, "These owls share my senses and possess unique traits of their own–though their proficiency in battle is not needed today," Gavill smiled before waving his arms, casting the owls into flight, "--Go, my twilight avians; find the path that leads out of this cave!"
