"Your curse will spread to her… definitely… defini…"
When the inquisition leader Shackles started walking toward the basement of the chapel, some mutterings of urging nature had emerged in his head.
The inquisition leader Shackles knew very well exactly what sort of existence it was that granted him power and endless knowledge. Using the identical tone, he began to repeat the voice in his head. It took him a very long time till that voice finally started to gradually disappear.
Shackles wanted to obtain greater power and knowledge. In order to do so, he must curry favor with his god.
The only and also the fastest method to do so was to destroy all the World Trees in this world.
"Lord Shackles, are we going to ignore that frost elf survivor?" asked an inquisitor following Shackles with a quiet voice.
"Ignore?"
