Meeting with Malphas
Hydra froze mid-step, the air suddenly feeling heavier - like the night itself had decided to hold its breath.
At first a chimera thought it was only a trick of shadow, some smoky shape crawling out of the darkness. But then the figure shifted.
A demon... Hydra saw the demon for the first time, and long daggers appeared from his hands. The fight was over, and boy was checking on the wounded among the crowd of dead.
Huge demon - nothing like the legends and old stories—but still beautiful in every way Hydra's eyes tried to explain. He stood there like he owned the space between worlds, his silhouette was sharp.
'I stare as demon tilted his head, slow and deliberate, as if deciding whether i was prey… or something worth noticing.'
Hydra turned his head to the side, and for the first time, a shudder ran through his body. He didn't know what to expect from such a powerful and beautiful creature.
"Who are you?"