The darkness still carried its unshaken gloom. Hovering over Auryn's words like oil in water.
The demons only responded in growls, before the winged demons elevated higher into the air space then dove down like ballistic missiles.
The grotesque ones with fused parts charged through the ash with strides that shook the ground intensely.
But the humanoid ones remained still, about ten of them just crouched like they were scouting. Watching. Waiting.
Auryn remained motionless even as he took a deep breath with eyes half-shut and sword stretched forward.
There was sudden silence within his head space and the entirety of Ashen grove felt like he viewed it from above. A pair of crimson and golden eyes hovering over everything.
This was the effect of Territorial Awareness, that assured everything within this space was under his gaze.
