As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the bustling streets, Eelzad made his way to the agreed meeting spot near the entrance gates. There, he saw Dacol, who usually wore a friendly and welcoming demeanor, looking uncharacteristically worried and tense.
"Dacol," Eelzad greeted him, extending a hand. "I got your message. What's going on?"
Dacol shook Eelzad's hand firmly but quickly, his eyes darting around as if expecting something to emerge from the shadows. "Eelzad, thank you for coming. I saw the light again, but this time... it was different. It took on a more human-like form, like a small child, and it was glowing cyan. I'm worried about what this entity might mean for the city."
WC: 196
TWC:196/500