The dark lord separated his consciousness from Ruvan’s body and traveled across his domain in search of the filth that dared cross into his land. After he lost the squad of mutated shadow beasts, he partitioned off a part of his being to monitor for any sign of Silvertree’s magic. What he found astounded him.

The gall to bring such an army to face me. It’s inconceivable. They march to their own death. A death that I will use to finish this once and for all.

He entered their camp and made his way to the center. There was a large tent where he felt the most concentrated source of light energy pooled. Entering, he ignored the wolf champion in favor of the elf who stared directly at him with her pure white orb. She mumbled words as she fell to her knees in fear. ...

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