"Now that we are finally alone, I can properly introduce myself, little man." The silvery voice turned manly and Night became Orpal. "I don't expect you to recognize my face, but I know you've heard of Lith's brother."
"Of course I know Aran. What does he have to do with all this?" The Mad Professor was glad for that chat.
To face a Horseman by himself he needed a plan and he could use some time to figure out one.
"I meant his oldest brother!" Orpal snarled.
"The one who committed suicide? How can you be alive, Trenton? I performed the autopsy myself in respect for Lith's family." Manohar furrowed his brows in growing confusion.
"Trion! His name was Trion and he wasn't the eldest!
I'm talking about me, Orpal Verhen." Rage made his eyes flare up with a red light that the god of healing recognized as undeath, yet there was something off about it.
