As dawn's light crept through the thick trees, three cloaked figures sat high in the tallest branches, blending with the shadows. The wind tugged at their cloaks, but their stillness made them nearly invisible. They weren't ordinary scouts. They were demon knights—elite warriors.
One knight held a glowing magical device in his hand. With a quick motion, he activated it, and the air around him shimmered. A hologram flickered to life, showing the image of a female demon general.
Sylvara, the general, stood tall in her elegant armor. Her violet eyes glowed faintly, and her presence demanded obedience.
"Report," she said, her voice cold but calm. "How is the search going?"
