A small, seemingly ordinary human silhouette had arrived on a cloud of white mist—now, only moments later, she stood face-to-face with Colossith, nearly equal in size. She had transformed into a six-armed, black-furred titan, towering and primal.
Even for someone slowly adapting to the logic of this world, Adyr found himself re-evaluating the boundaries of what he considered possible.
"Lord Adyr."
The voice came from the garden.
Orven Draven approached with purposeful steps, flanked by knights in gleaming silver full-body armor. At his side walked another tall figure in polished silver-plated armor—Siris, his knight-captain. They halted with practiced discipline, and Orven greeted him with a respectful smile.
Adyr nodded, returning the gesture with a faint smile of his own.
"Who is that?" He asked, eyes fixed on the giant simian figure. He wasn't even sure what to call it. Maybe a giant monkey?
