A True Spear Knight dashed across the night. His steps might have sounded heavy to Theron, but this was already a mere fraction of his true weight hitting the ground.
The reflective blues of the moon danced across his armor, mixing it into a dark hue that made him look like the depths of the ocean in the night.
His Third Eye flashed and his eyes flickered with surprise.
Theron was… coming toward him? What was he doing?
The shock wasn't just his own. Everyone that had the senses to pay attention from a distance was doing so. But the problem was that they were finding it more and more difficult to keep track of Theron until he seemed to vanish beneath the rain entirely.
However, the sight of it had been clear enough.
Theron was most definitely attacking on his own. Was it a facade? A fake?
