The mood of the three-headed dark Eldar race, Gu Xin, Gu Ka, and Gu Sui, is a bit complicated. As they were running for their lives, they suddenly met a person who greeted them, as if he was asking them if they were out wandering the streets too. Why does it feel like the style of painting has changed? But before they could think about it, the endless Bone Demon roots swept towards them.