Pageis stood in the skies above Kizan, his initial uneasiness giving way to the calm that came from years of experience defending the town. The weight of the situation was palpable, but he had faced countless magic beast incursions before, each one honing his instincts and sharpening his resolve. He took a deep breath, centering himself, and turned to Louk, who remained steadfast beside him, the third eye on his forehead radiating awareness.