Eshdar wasn’t sure what happened before he blacked out. There was a sharp pain on his head and his lower body as he started to regain consciousness. Someone was calling his name desperately, but he wasn’t sure who until he opened his eyes and saw the one human he trusted: Albert.
The blonde-haired human was, in many aspects, the most boring looking man that Eshdar had always met. His hair was well-trimmed, cut by barbers every month in wherever shop he visited. His eyes were blue like the sky as if they reflected them. Then finally, his clean-shaven, light cream skin. Eshdar had no idea how the human did it, but he looked like he never worked under the sun, yet he always did, without a wide-brimmed hat. He was wearing a shirt and a vest, but those alone wouldn’t be
