D'Lion and Leodog hovered high in the air for a long moment, their forms suspended silently as they seemed to take in the chaotic scene unfolding far below them.
The vast river of grotesque Children stretched across the torn landscape like a living, writhing tide of grey, shifting flesh that refused to stay contained.
Benjamin and the twins had remained positioned at the forest's entrance, observing everything with careful attention.
..In truth, only Benjamin watched with bated breath, his chest tight with tension as the battle intensified.
The twins, however, pressed themselves snugly under each of his arms, their bodies leaning into him in a way that made focusing on the distant fight noticeably more difficult.
"So... let us begin this properly," D'Lion muttered in a casual tone, his voice carrying just enough edge to cut through the distant clamor.
