Whizzzd!
The conquerors, their faces etched with a mix of grief and defiance, turned their heads as a spatial anomaly rippled through the air. The very fabric of reality tore open, revealing a swirling portal.
From its depths, Drakon, his usually jovial demeanor replaced by a grim determination, and Aaron, now standing a towering 6'3 feet, emerged.
"You?"
Havoc, the second Abyssal Lord, whispered, his voice barely audible.
The sight of Aaron, transformed and radiating an almost palpable aura of power, left them stunned.
Drakon and Aaron's eyes swept across the room, settling on Erika, who sat on the ground, her shoulders trembling. The air around her was thick with sorrow, a palpable weight that pressed down on everyone present.
"Something happened to Partner," Drakon said, his voice a low growl, each word laced with a dark intensity. "I can't feel our connection... So we're here to find out what happened."
"The Ruler is gone." Havoc said, his voice barely audible.
