All around us, the landscape is unrecognizable. Every building is flattened. Every structure is smeared into ruin. Nothing remains but collapsed walls, shattered bones, and a thick carpet of blood and flesh.
Then—
Wooooosh!
A sudden gust cuts through the rot-heavy air.
With a flap of his massive wings, Inky descends from above, blasting away chunks of rotting meat and bone with each powerful beat. The darkness spirit wyvern lands with a heavy thud just beside Eris, his giant frame shielding us instinctively.
He leans in, gently nudging Eris' hand with his head, purring softly.
The girl smiles, giggling, reaching up to rest her palm against his face.
"Thank you, buddy," she murmurs. "Thanks to you, I got here in time to protect Felicia"
Inky purrs, happy to receive the praise.
"Now then," Eris turns toward us, her expression shifting back to focus. With a quick swipe of her hand, she brushes a smear of blood from her cheek. "What do you need me to do?"
