Chapter 48
The man turned his gaze to Grey, a flicker of curiosity dancing in his eyes.
"And you... you've managed to catch my attention. Interesting."
Grey stared after him, his heart pounding like a war drum.
"Who… or what… is that?" he muttered under his breath.
The townspeople, previously hidden away in the shadows of broken shops and shattered alleys, slowly emerged as the glowing portal behind the man began to fade. Even the last surviving Talonus—bloodied, yet defiant—stood its ground, warily observing the new arrival.
Whispers spread like wildfire through the onlookers as they took in the man's appearance. His robe was a deep, majestic blue, flowing down to his ankles with sleeves that shrouded his arms. On the robe were two distinct emblems, each etched with exquisite craftsmanship.
