@Bysir
Claws could be seen. Then a tale. Then a beak. How was this possible? There were only two figures there but already several beasts had been seen. One thing was consistent. There was a person fighting the beast. Bysir looked closer. The beast was continuously shifting forms, it became a birdlike creature to dodge attacks, a large beast with claws to attack, and a creature similar to a cat to pursue its foe. In all its magnificence, the beast was not what Bysir felt, the dark presence was coming from the person. Impressed by the movements of the shadowy figure, he noticed something... Bysir had moved like that before.
The person rolled out of the way of a huge claw aiming to rip open his chest. As the beast turned around and began charging for a second attack, the man whose presence Bysir had felt during meditation began to emit darkness, similar to the way Bysir imagined it in his metaphysical journeys. The darkness completely consumed the person and a mighty shadow sprung up in his place, with burning red eyes. The beast could not slow down, moment was already built, but surprisingly, it showed no fear in the presence of this monstrosity. It's bravery was in vain however, as it swiped at the shadow, it passed right through, but came out the other end in pieces. The great beast laid slain, the shadow was easily victorious.
Bysir was awestruck at the scene, and to be honest, he hadn't experienced a feeling of terror in a long time, this though, was terrifying, even if Bysir would never admit it. The eyes slowly turned towards Bysir and the Dark Paladin froze. The shadow stared him for what felt like an eternity, only to dissipate into the air as it quickly flew into the sky. Nothing was left of the scene except a bloody mess of the shape shifting beast and debris from uprooted trees and smashed rocks.
@Kiba
Gripping Azrael, he was overcome by a vision. He was seeing through another's eyes. He was fighting a great shape shifting beast, although he had no control over what he was doing. Standing over the corpse of the beast he'd just slain, Kiba's vision turned and the Paladin met the eyes of a man with dark eyes, darker than any he'd ever seen. Everything flashed white and when Kiba could see again, he was exactly where he was before, although now he was gripping Azrael a bit tighter. Brendt looked at his friend, seeing the brief hesitation. "Don't fret, friend. You're going to love war!" And with that, they made their way with the rest of the paladins, 25 total, to meet up with Prince Capsol's 1st Infantry Batallion.