"Oh, there you all are," The mysterious armored man stood on the horizon, waiting for any to emerge through the bushes. However, something in him changed the last time they saw him. His armor was bulkier, sturdier, and stronger; covered in protruding purple crystals all-over. He lifted his arm with uneasy, labored breathing, and pointed at Aletha with an humble expression emanating from his body language. "Ah, yes. The Target. Just who we needed to make the battle even more difficult for us than it already is."
"Us?" Ubel mumbled.
"Why yes…" As the man stepped to the right, a surprising sight was revealed.
What Aletha, Alai, Ubel, and Dina had never expected, was nearly fifty of Wrailezan soldiers to be waiting with the leader.
Their purple crystal light illuminated the shadows underneath them, casting artificial rays instead of the natural golden rays.
