Axus

 Standing on the black walls of the Dark Abylis Sect was an old woman barefooted. All the happenings of the sect were within her sight. The patrolling squads conducted their duties from the skies and ground diligently ensuring not one bit of the sect was without eyes.

If one were observing this old woman's presence there was definitely a strange aura around her. A descriptive mind perhaps would refer to the feeling of tranquility and serenity which it brought.

On numerous occasions, a squad would be but a hair's breadth away yet by their reactions it appeared no one was there. At all times they would suddenly have the impulse to patrol elsewhere.

From all appearances, nothing which unfolded at the present time within the sect was of interest to her. Soon however her gaze pierced into the distance where her intrigue lied.

Plop! Plop!