The city that was once vibrant began to fall silent as the shroud of darkness started spreading through the city.
This was the first time that so much blood of the fairies was shed, and it happened in their own city. However, even if traces of their blood were left behind, their bodies couldn't be seen as if some invisible beast had devoured it.
Karyk's mind was a chaotic sea of memories, each wave crashing with the force, trying to attack his sanity. He couldn't tell where his thoughts ended and the memories of those he had devoured began.
There was no room for hesitation or doubt, every step was a march toward the final destination he had spoken of.
"Who are you?" a voice called out from the thickening darkness.
A figure emerged, draped in the regal attire of the Fairy Lords. Her wings shimmered with a beautiful light, a stark contrast to the encroaching shadows.
Karyk paused for a moment, his eyes meeting hers.
