The Shadow Beneath the Mask (Part 1)

"Sit down and talk," Hürs said with a firm tone, crossing his arms.

"Alright, but…" Jibbo hesitated, his eyes shifting.

"No buts," Hürs interrupted. "Just tell us."

The group gathered around. Burk was still channeling healing energy, his hands faintly glowing as he mended their lingering wounds from the battle. Mo leaned against the cave wall, arms crossed, watching. Afiri sat quietly, unusually still. Saishi looked nervous, but locked in.

Jibbo exhaled deeply.

"Then I'll start from the beginning…"

 [Flashback Begins]

I was seven when my memories started. Before that, there's only haze. But what I do remember… is Darion. My brother. My only family.