Meanwhile, few minutes before Auren was dragged into the Inferna Hollow…
—deep within Auren's subconscious space—
The flaming silhouette of Bigbird stood on guard.
Its vast wings, wreathed in golden fire, flickered with radiant heat, casting long, pulsing shadows across the ever-shifting landscape of Auren's mental realm.
It had been quietly watching over Auren, linked to him by a flickering tether of soul and flame—guiding him, whispering and protecting from the shadows.
Until suddenly… something changed.
Like a ripple through glass-still water, the space shifted.
Zwooom~
The realm around Bigbird twisted—distorted—as if reality itself took a deep, unnatural breath.
Bigbird's wings flared open. His molten eyes sharpened as it noticed something amiss. Little did it know that the space he is now in is currently locked out of Auren's awareness.
And he was no longer alone.
"Bloody you bastard bloody!—" Bigbird insctinctively muttered, taken off guard.
