“There are so many of them,” Neropa murmurs. “How did we not know?” Alinata has no answer for her, so they continue to sit in silence and watch as the rangers slowly fall to the demons. Then a popobawa notices them as it flies by overhead, and it starts circling them, assessing them with its terrible eye. Alinata gets up, dread rising up her gullet, not because she’s afraid to die but because she could swear she recognizes the sinuous copper circlet sitting on the creature’s head. It can’t be.
