The desperate cries for help echoed through the castles as cultists, driven by their loyalty to the fallen Pope, rushed to his aid. Their intentions were clear—to rescue their leader from the clutches of Astaroth as their plan had failed.
They were sure if they could stall Astaroth for long enough, Lord Kro'Han would come to their aide. Yet, before they could even take a step towards the Pope, Astaroth moved like a hurricane, his blade slicing through the cultists mercilessly.
The Pope, frozen in despair, watched as Astaroth effortlessly dispatched his followers. The realisation dawned on him – Kro'Han's favouritism towards Astaroth was not without reason.
Astaroth's strength surpassed the combined might of the entire cult, and the Pope found himself at the mercy of a force he couldn't comprehend. The lust for power had blinded him to the obvious facts, and now was the time for penance.
