Dozens of sets of eerily glowing, silver eyes darted around in the forest like tiny fireflies, watching every movement. The figure would sense that it was being watched from something within the dark, foreboding forest. From the treeline, only silence greeted the outsider as it came closer and closer, as if the forest itself was daring it to enter.
The recent disturbances in the Obsidian Forest had the inhabitants of the forest on high alert. Usually, only a few Acolytes would be sent to observe the outsiders wandering too close, but now a cultist was sent to the edge of the forest as well, standing unseen within the thick underbrush of the forest and watching the angelic figure intently.