Falko and Leena had spent hours combing through the ancient Viropedia, poring over page after page of forgotten creatures, each more bizarre and terrifying than the last. The library's vast shelves seemed endless, filled with books that whispered of things long lost to time.
Falko's head was spinning with names like The Fenwyrm, a serpent said to weave through dreams to devour minds, and the Tarlox, a beast that camouflaged itself by taking on the form of the forest itself. Each creature had its own set of bizarre abilities that could destroy a city, and as they read, they diligently noted down anything that sounded remotely similar to what they were searching for.
Leena pushed a large book toward Falko, pointing at a passage. "This one here. The Marghust—it's a shadowy figure that possesses people while they sleep. We thought it was a possibility, but... it doesn't quite fit, does it?"
