(Ashdeer POV)
Three weeks post Kidnapping!
Ashdeer stood on the hillside looking grimly at an unknown point on Grimore Hill. It was the place where The Blight's border's were the weakest. Aranus stood with him and said, "Are you sure we can do this?"
"Yes," Ashdeer said grimly. "I have no choice. My sources are telling me there will be a very big announcement soon by The Dark Lord."
"Are you sure about that?" Aranus asked. "There are always rumours flying around every few years."
"No!" Ashdeer said emphatically. "It's different this time. Things are feeling different. They are mobilising forces and resources. I have heard this from across the lands near the borders."
Aranus said, "So you think The Blight will go to war with us?"
Ashdeer pursed his lips and sighed, "I don't know Aranus. But, I do know that if they are successful in turning Azriel then that will be the end of us all.
"What are your suspicions?"
