Tista and Morok went full Hekate and Tyrant, slowly absorbing the world energy through their wings.

“I guess Lith’s paranoia must have rubbed off on me.” Solus sighed in relief when they walked through the entrance of the keep, and nothing happened. “Whoever Teneb’s mysterious enemy was, we can cross Emperor and Divine Beasts off the list.

“Yet do me a favor and keep your weapons sheathed. There’s no telling what might trigger the intruder alert.”

When she turned around to look at her companions, Solus noticed that most of them now exceeded the two meters (6’7″) of height, making her, Quylla, and Menadion look like small children in a group of adults.

“Gods, if I hate it when you do this.” Quylla sighed. “You make me feel like back at the academy, when I was a malnourished little girl.”

“Who cares about that?” Menadion shrugged. “Someone is tall, someone is average, and someone is a sexy midget. Am I right, Solus?”

“Yes, I mean no!” She grunted. “Speak for yourself, Mom.”