The crater left by the blast still smoked as Thadric and Selyna scrambled to their feet, shaken but alive. The new figure standing before them exuded an aura of power, their dark armor gleaming under the moonlight. A wickedly curved blade rested in their hand, crackling with tendrils of dark energy.
'And who might you be?'
Thadric growled, hefting his axe.
'Another lackey of the Pact?'
The figure chuckled, their voice smooth and mocking.
'I am no lackey. I am Raleth, Warden of Shadows and the blade of the Obsidian Pact. And you, lumbering brute, are an annoyance that needs to be extinguished.'
'Annoyance?'
Thadric grinned, stepping forward.
'Let's see how annoyed you are after I cleave you in two.'
'Thadric, wait!'
Selyna called, her tone sharp.
