Dark hovered over the crimson, the two didn't mix, holding authority over their domain.
Splash*
A wolfish paw splashed the crimson, making it invade the territory of the dark, the dark didn't react to it, knowing it didn't mean harm, causing the crimson to return to its domain. Many splashes of crimson occurred as that foot kept causing chaos in the crimson kingdom wherever it travelled. But no one questioned it. Those who tried ended up contributing to the crimson decorating the floor.
Bodies of Winter's Claw members were arranged around a table. And laid on that table was Valcroy, chest restored completely like it was never opened, the scar from before also appeared back, claiming its lost seat.
The arrangement formed a strange pattern, resembling two circles with jagged, fractal-like arms radiating from a central point. Each body occupied a position within the design, nothing was wasted. As if they were vital components of an ancient dark ritual.
