Death.

Misery.

A euphoria of pleasure at the expense of others.

Ruvan eyed Feno, recalling how they met twenty-four years ago in a raid. Threatening his mother to force the kid to kill Ailen had been satisfying. Darfin used and discarded the kid's mother like all the others. After Feno found her body, Ruvan promised to avenge her for a price.

Loyalty till death and beyond.

Jonik, Falael, Feno, Nylian, and Rhalyf stood around the altar. Each had brought a sacrifice to offer to the darkness. Over the years, it had become a contest among them trying to impress their leader with an impressive kill.

“Hey, boss, why didn’t you bring an offering tonight?”

Eyes sparkling with mischief, Ruvan said, “That’s because my offering walked here...

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