PREVIEW
... ould not defeat Aron alone.
Just then, the deepest shadows clinging to the courtyard’s architecture seemed to ripple and stir.
The solid, lifeless darkness flowed like liquid ink, birthing new figures from its depths.
A dozen members of the Order of the Obsidian Dawn emerged with a silent, deadly fluidity, forming a perfect circle around Aron.
Each wore the same expressionless mask, moving with the same fanatical devotion.
A mage at the rear of the circle ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE






























