She could feel it deep within her bones.
It was darkness, a thick and potent darkness.
However, if it were just that, she wouldn't have felt such apprehension, after all, the Night Kindred thrived in darkness.
It was only within darkness that a Creature of the Night could reveal its true might.
But the darkness she sensed, it was no friend of theirs.
No, it was more an enemy than anything else.
It rippled like a viscous liquid with a dangerous corruption that was not of Eventide, seeking to devour all it came in contact with.
This wasn't the darkness the Night Kindred worshiped.
No, it was from a place that rejected the very existence of the Night Kindred… that rejected the very existence of Eventide.
"Mistress, we should go in." One of her subordinates suggested despite sensing it too.
Lucia hesitated before she replied. "We can't. There is a dangerous foe beyond."
