The Erinyes stepped forward, her crimson eyes glowing with an unholy fire, casting flickering shadows across her sharp, angular features.
Behind her, demonic bat-like wings flapped erratically, their leathery membranes crackling as though charged with anticipation.
The sound sent a chill rippling through Rex's spine, and he couldn't suppress the shiver that betrayed his unease.
"She's an Erinyes," Cronus said, his voice a deep rumble, heavy with the weight of memory. "One of the three creatures born from my Father's blood."
Rex tore his gaze from the advancing figure to glance at Cronus, his brow furrowing. "One of three? Who are the other two?"
Cronus's expression darkened, his tone dropping into something colder, more foreboding. "The Gigantes... and the Meliae."
Rex let out a slow breath, the weight of those names pressing down on him. "Well," he muttered, forcing a smirk, "those sound... uplifting."
