Darker Darks.

[*Rainbow Prism]

Her gut wrenched at the thought of two more of these creatures prowling somewhere in Cage, hunting on the sods somewhere...

"Alright. Won't bother you with small chat." Taking few steps back, basher decided that there was nothig much to discuss...

[*Selebius]

It speaks in the tongue of the Modrons to instruct another Monodrone to lead the woman back to the portal again- while Mechanus was a strictly lawful plane it was still hard to navigate with all those moving cogs...