"Chaos!" the Elf shouted loudly, though his aim with the spear was anything but steady.
There was no need for him to remind everyone; all present had seen the black-armored Chaos, driving the different kind before them.
Malin frowned—if Spirits represented local trouble, and the different kind were nuisances from other planes, then Chaos could be considered residents of those other planes.
However, unlike those planar travelers, most planar travelers could speak human language, especially like Malin's father, who was said to be a Planar Traveler. He had united with Malin's mother to give birth to Malin's... original form.
Of course, Malin didn't know what happened afterwards.
For Malin, trouble was merely trouble, because whether it was Spirits or the different kind, they were all lower life forms that relied on instinct to fight.
