"Sir Dominion!" Rushing inside the general's tent, a sweat-drenched messenger called out to him. "Sir Razor has relayed the emperor's current position!"
Having heard the news about Razor losing sight of the emperor as he ventured into the realm of souls, Dominion was more than interested to know where his brother had gone too after vanishing for so long. Raising his head from the strategic map on the table, he glanced at the messenger with sharp squinted eyes.
"Where?" Was all he said, yet a spark of terror washed over the young man.
Anxious, he corrected his posture and stood tall with his right hand pressed against his steel armor.
