[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Quadling Country]
A figure dropped from above without warning.
It struck the ground a few paces in front of them with enough force to fracture the stone beneath its feet. The impact formed a shallow crater, pebbles skittering outward as a thin layer of dust burst into the air. For a brief moment their vision blurred in the rising haze, until a passing breeze thinned it and carried it away.
Grimm did not flinch at what he saw. Puck hovered in place, eyes narrowing as the shape before them became clear.
It was not human.
