Within the outer reaches of space, a few light years away from the cerulean blue oceanic planet of Aetheris Prime, the world wavered and glitched as four beings appeared.
Their faces were expressionless, their skin a pale white that stood in jarring contrast with the darkness of space.
Their mouths were sewn shut by threads of light. Adorned in pitch-black robes with a golden chain inscribed on the chest, they stood silent within the space around them.
On the arms of each of them, a thick golden chain wrapped tightly, giving off waves of suffocating power that made even space seem to shrink away from them.
"Is this the place?" A grating voice echoed within the region as one of the beings spoke, not with his mouth, but with intent.
"Not yet. But close. Master's tracker has placed her position within the surrounding light regions," another one responded, pulling out what looked like a miniature tower currently glowing a resplendent dark-golden light.
