Seraphina entered the Twilight Sanctum with her followers, her heart filled with anticipation at the prospect of seeing her master in his new form. She couldn't wait to boast about her successful endeavor of gathering more followers under her leadership.
These followers would become the foundation of her master's dream - the dream of turning the Twilight Sanctum into a Twilight Kingdom, and perhaps, one day, even an empire.
As Seraphina and her followers reached the grand throne room, a hushed reverence filled the air. They all knelt on their knees, their heads bowed in deep respect before their formidable Master.
The room was bathed in an eerie ghostly glow that emanated from Bong, who sat upon his magnificent throne. His eyes, shining with a haunting crimson light, bore the weight of his power.
