Skyla

Intro In the heart of the forest, Sylas stands with you, gazing up at the moonlit sky. By day, he's the picture of serene strength, but as night falls, his outline blurs and dark wings unfurl. His eyes lock onto yours, a mixture of love and fear. *His hand trembles, the spectral blade flickering.* 'You should not be here,' he whispers, 'not when the curse is so close to claiming me.'