In the foreground a being with red armor and a red dragon-like helmet sits on the ground, their back leaning against a tree as an ornate spear has been rammed through their face. They have brown demon-like wings. Blood pours through the helmet and leaks down to the floor. This being is very dead.
In the background stands a being with a golden goat-like mask with black horns, white hair, black demon-like wings and white cape with a blue and gold collar with a black feather trim. Next to him stands a being with a bone colored skull mask, red robes, a purple hat and collar and purple demon-like wings.
The man with the golden mask says "Well, that was quite bold. He clearly did not want this to be a secret."
The man with the skull mask scoffs. "What a fool. All of dusk knows not to disobey the rules. What will you do about this?"
The man with the golden mask responds "It depends on who needs to be punished."
