The next morning, the square of the Bloodkeep buzzed with excitement and activity. Damien adjusted the straps on his sword Nightshade as he approached, his mind already focused on the mission ahead.
Disciples of Primal Lords from different Houses stood in small groups, each one of them radiating different levels of power. The sun was just starting to climb into the sky, moving long shadows over the stone-paved courtyard.
'Looks like everyone's on edge,' Damien thought to himself, noticing the intense stares and whispered conversations among the disciples.
As he neared the center of the square, something massive caught his eye. Towering over the gathered disciples was a creature unlike anything he had ever seen. It was a massive beast. Its crimson scales shimmered in the morning light, and its wings, folded neatly against its back, dripped with a red energy that almost seemed to pulse with life.
