The tension in the darkened Purgatory was heavy, almost suffocating. It would make people shiver within the lava dimension.
The flickering light from the glowing grave behind them cast long, eerie shadows across the stone floor.
The Eclipse stood tall beside the newly resurrected figure, his expression unreadable. But there was no mistaking the respect—or perhaps fear—in his posture.
Vel'XarvenoX slowly rotated his wrists, inspecting his new body with mild curiosity. He flexed his fingers, each movement smooth and silent.
The red glow in his eyes shimmered faintly in the grave-light.
"Her soul burned brighter than any we've taken."said the Eclipse
Vel'XarvenoX looked down at the remains of Annie's darkened body.
The edges of her form were almost charred now, warped by the ancient rite. "Maybe half as Strong as the Reaper?" he asked with a faint trace of interest.
