As Diyle the tiny, 4 inch tall deimo busily touches up his earth golem of similar stature, Aisha, he can't help but admire her adorable features.

"You're looking even cuter today, Aisha,"

he remarks, his voice filled with genuine affection.

"Those amethyst eyes of yours really sparkle, they took a while to get, I had to dig really deep into the earth to find them."

Diyle explains proudly, before continuing.

"And your little pointed ears, they make you look just like a tiny woodland elf."

Aisha nods in response, her stone and clay body shifting with her movements. Diyle continues his small talk, his words overflowing with adoration.

"You mean the world to me, Aisha. You're my only companion, my friend. It would be scary and lonely living in the Great Forest on my own, with all these horrible monsters around. I don't know what I'd do without you."

As Diyle's voice trails off, lost in the admiration for his golem friend, a figure, veiled in shadows, slowly creeps closer.