As Talon watched Alexander vanish into the tree, a wave of relief washed over him. That relief quickly dissipated as he sensed a presence behind him. Turning around, he saw three entities he knew all too well.
Their bodies were elongated and gaunt, seemingly held together by shadows rather than flesh. Their limbs, unnaturally long and thin, ended in claw-like hands that seemed capable of tearing through the very fabric of reality. Their faces were hollow, with deep-set eyes that glowed faintly, giving the impression of smoldering embers in a dark void. Their presence exuded a chilling dread, as if they were harbingers of despair itself.
"Talon of the Titan race, how dare you allow that human to return to his world? Do you have any idea what grave crime you have committed?" one of them demanded in a deep voice, his tone was brimming with anger.
