The being descended through the dimensional medium the way the mythological texts described it descending through sky — wings folding, the displacement of something very large arriving at a specific point with precision.
The form was half-human, half-raptor, the scale of it filling the transit space without occupying it in the way solid objects occupied space. The wingspan alone extended further than the transit corridor's normal dimensional width should have permitted. The Tower's upper architecture bent to accommodate it rather than the form adjusting to the space.
Kang Min stopped.
Garuda looked at him with eyes that were not the eyes of a bird and not the eyes of a person. Something in between, the compound visual organ of a being that had spent millennia navigating scales that required different kinds of seeing simultaneously.
