Peeping its small head from out of Thanatos's robes, the Kistune cooed loudly, staring at the strange three-eyed crow circling Altair and flapping its wings.
"Corn! Corn! Freedom! Freedom!" Shouted the crow, batting its feathered wings.
Thanatos stared cautiously at the Crow. Despite its small stature, he could sense a great surge of power flowing through its veins.
[Divine Being, PIercing Owl, is disturbed by that that Essence]
[Divine Sin, Archeon seeks to sample that Essence]
"A Crow?" Said Thanatos, taking another step back from Altair as he began to hover off the ground, bleeding the aura of the Vale. He watched the nodes of essence begin to glob together like light liquified, forming a crown around the prince.
