Eryndor

When they heard Laston's final words, they knew instantly that something was about to happen. Without hesitation, they braced themselves and their Magic.

A glowing Magic circle suddenly materialized behind Laston. They can even see clearly its intricate patterns that almost looks like what familiar to them in their world, but also different.

From within the diagram, a figure emerged. They were sure that this was his champion.

The being was a fusion of flesh and metal, his body eerily resembling an Elf. Pointed ears and pale skin contrasted with sections of gleaming metal plating around his body. He was devoid of clothing yet lacked any defining human features like genitals. His design unsettlingly artificial but also familiar, making the three of them feeling disturbed.

As the champion's eyes flickered open and locking onto the five Elves, Aerchon, Saeldir, Arlyn, Vael, and Sylra stared back in shock.