The darkness of night had already swallowed the line of one's sight. A chilly breeze blew, carrying along the whistling sound of leaves that gave one the feeling of dreariness.
On a mushy mud road far away from the cathedral, a group of dark-robed figures escaping from the siege of the Cathedral Paladins ran towards the secret base prepared in the forest.
"We need to hurry. The ritual had to take place in the darkest hour, we couldn't be late." A man muttered while breathing heavily.
Traversing through the deadly forest, they finally appeared at the base and started the preparation.
...
In a dark room with only a faint light emanating from a small lamp hanging down from the middle of the ceiling, a woman was placed on the floor with her hands and feet tied with cuffs and a black cloth covering her face.
Hush… Hush.
