Raizen frowned. "You mean… beasts? You make them?"
"In a sense" he said. "We summon forms from our Eon. But they are not tools. They are living constructs. They must be guided, controlled, trusted. If the bond is weak…" His voice lowered slightly. "The beast may take control instead."
Saffi swallowed, shoulders lifting a little closer to her ears. "That sounds… Dangerous."
"It is" he agreed, without drama. "But mastery always is, each in their own way."
Raizen's hand brushed his swords. Summoning living things from Eon... Fighting beside them… It sounded incredible… And like stepping into someone else's battlefield entirely.
He felt his chest tighten with a mix of intrigue and unease.
They turned onto a long, slightly upward sloping bridge that followed the curve of a massive branch. The branch thickened ahead, merging into a broad plateau of wood that jutted away from the main trunk.
From the distance, Raizen saw it:
