Kaelen's breath was still ragged as the dust began to settle. He slowly lifted his head, straining his eyes to adjust to the fading brilliance of the sky. His heart, still racing from the chaos, now froze as he noticed something hovering far above.It was a silhouette at first, faint against the fractured heavens, but undeniably humanoid. Suspended high in the air, the figure appeared still, yet there was an otherworldly aura radiating from it, palpable even at this distance. Kaelen squinted, trying to discern details, but the light and shadows obscured its face.
'What the hell...
'Was it a friend? A foe? What was he supposed to do?
The memory of how it—no, whoever this was—had effortlessly decimated the two Vysarians left an unforgettable impression. The precision, the sheer dominance—it was unlike anything Kaelen had witnessed before. And now, it loomed above, silent and enigmatic.
