Abyssborn

ght bl

pestries and crumbling marble columns. The scent of burning flesh and the m

ar like this-not during her noble upbringing, not even during the brutal wars that had nearly torn the kingdom apart. But now

hem, an elderly woman named Elara, whispered urgently, "My lady, we must

ody ached from childbirth, but she forced

istant echoes of b

-

and of Hous

n blood. His armor bore deep cuts, his once-pristine cloak now tattered and soaked

red warriors surrounded him,

with a chilling calmness, "surrender the c

e tightened his grip on his blade, raising it in challenge. "Come, then. Le

lunged forward. And

-

the Un

ed from ancient stone, long forgotten by even the servants of the estate. The tunnels led away from the estate

k and crimson eyes staring up at her, unblinking. It w

opping in her tracks. "No

ned sharply.

e tunnel should have led to freedo

dim light, and his face was partially obscured by the hood

ecuti

's blood

orcers, trained to hunt and destroy anything deemed "unclean" by the gods. Th

n, my lady," she whispered.

eyes widened

stepped forward, standing betwee

lmost bored. "Move aside, w

dagger flashing in her frail hands. It was

blade flickered through the air, s

head hit the ground be

back a scream, st

ver the old woman's corpse. His golden eyes loc

nched around he

rned a

-

shing of

the Executioner's footsteps hauntingly calm behind her. He w

a wasn't rea

he moonlight cast eerie shadows against the trees, but she didn't

spoke again, his voice car

not forgive

g into Seraphina like an invisible force. She gasped as pa

her child tumbling from h

o-

lade gleaming with holy light. He raise

hed out, despe

th

orld

sted, the s

child...

His golden eyes widen

nd crimson eyes. And in tha

ancient power that sent a chill through the very fabric of existence. The groun

took a step ba

rkness

g around the Executioner's body. He slashed at them with his

ms were s

othing remained of the Executioner

looked down at her child, now quie

horrified. She should

e first time that n

r son-was not

somethi

d would come

feet. "We must go, my love," she whispered, stepping in

ng ruins of House Valtheris, Sera

against her, closed

end of the Accu