Harlen was quietly wandering around in a forest, adjusting his mask before looking up at the moon with a soft hum. "What a nice night..." He hummed quietly, wanting to check on his plants and realm since they seemed to have been burned by a fire. His eyes glimmered under his mask as he trotted along, the orange slit-pupils staring up at the path as he tilted his head slowly. He'd happened upon a circus of sorts a few times, but only now had the childlike mage finally come up to it and tried to initiate contact. His tattered and slightly burned wings lay in a permanent position resting against his back, long ago burned by some unknown force that only Harlen knew of. That was unimportant to him at the moment, focusing on the circus now as he looked at the entrance being rubbed. "You've been burned..." He hummed out as he reached up and took a ticket in both of his small hands, examining the burn and making sure that it wasn't too bad. While he didn't specialize in healing or mending, he often patched things for others as a boon.
Harlen looked up at the titan, seeming slightly confused but trotting forwards as he quietly tilted his head. The small mage was a bit confused by the circus, but was willing to interact with it if it meant he could figure out what was going on here. Everything was so cheery but odd, it made the mage confused.
"Oh? A hell dog?.. how risky.. but entertaining nevertheless!" He grew once more, now he lifted his mask, it was black inside. reaching inside, a orange glow rose up, now revealing a three-headed dog, covered in flames. "Does this satisfy your hunger?"
It pierced through the shield and grabbing you successfully, bringing you towards the light. Upon reaching the surface, you was greeted by the carnival and audience you saw when you was on the hill, In the back of the audience was ClownPierce.