“Wake now.”
The voice cut through the fog of his mind. Memories slowly trickling back from where they had been pushed aside like rubbish littering the paved roads of cities. An eye opened, then another… And Sarkhan looked into eyes devoid of caring. Eyes which had seen the afterlife and come back.
The eyes of Va’lis.
There was no place to hide. So when you have no place to hide, what do you do? You hide in plain sight.
The Razele twins sought to trick and deceive the best tricksters of the land — the Fae of Ilshenar. Using illusions or perhaps even the Form Shift Gift, they managed to conceal their true identities and posed for members of the Fae. The Fae of Ilshenar are ruled by the one they call the Fae Lord Oaks and his devious bride, the Forest Queen Silvani. Surely, it wouldn’t take too much convincing to on their part to have the Fae fight against vampires; not knowing they are aiding and abetting vampire criminals themselves. They would not listen to reason, there would not be any bargain or compromise from Lord Oaks — it was war they wanted.
It’s war they will get.
I do not think anyone will be prepared to see just how powerful I truly am. After over 2000 years of this life, whatever life it may be, there is little I have not yet mastered. My favorite of which is my Fire Gift; the spontaneous internal combustion of any living, or undead, creature that has blood running through its veins. I plan to use it liberally. And just for the record… Pandora has this gift mastered as well. The two of us together, finally together, are pretty damn near unstoppable.
It was time.
Time for the assault on the Lich, deep within the Abyss. Pandora was there. I…We… were certain of it. Marius and myself had glimpsed the place within my traitorous childes blood, but who knows how long ago that knowledge came to him. But still, we were certain.
It had only been a few days after my revival, and here I was throwing myself into a battle yet again. Typical. Pandora. . . Only for you would I do this.