Shadows flicker and twirl on a nearby ledge, twisting in an upward column and solidifying into a figure clad in black armour with flourishes of purple, Ragnarok secured upon his back. Eyes of lilac shade peer down at the one to draw his attention to this location of crumbling buildings and razed ground. "..." Hmn. A most unexpected arrival, a potential threat to the timeline and, through it, Yeul. "You are not supposed to be here."













