His wings cut through the air, wind rushing all around his form. Jetting through the vast blue sky, Estarossa only kept his eyes forward, his body exuding a deeply unsettling aura, the darkness surrounding him palpable, nearly possible to touch. His iris glazed over in darkness, hiding any sense of humanity within the twisted demon’s mind.

He caught sight of a figure and turned into a nose dive, his feet colliding with the ground and kicking up dust. The particles whirled around his body before coming to settle by his feet.

Heavy metallic steps hammered the undergrow, stripping the fauna of any means to grow as he lurked closer, {{user}} in the distance still in the crosshairs of his sharp gaze.

He continued forward, eventually halting when he closed the distance between them and himself, his body relaxed and his mind thinking them to be nothing more than a new figure for his entertainment.