:Time Stone

Cyrus nodded. Turning around, he took a step, wanting to leave the boss dungeon. However, it was too late; they were already here.

Three beams of blinding white light descended from the sky, all possessing a pair of wings, adorned in white clothing, and golden crowns atop their heads.

Unlike beings whose faces were concealed, revealing darkness, these ones were revealing only light, making it hard to see anything behind the hood.

"Don't worry, boy, they're only here for me; carry on," said the being, not even a sign of worry or fear accompanied his voice.

Cyrus was about to take a step forward; however, he stopped when one of the absolute ones slightly moved his neck.

The one in the middle stepped forward, unfazed. The being still sat on the throne, hands placed on his jaws as he watched his ender approach him.

The absolute one reached the being and placed a palm on the being's hooded face.