"The Greater Ruler of Weakness?" Asahi muttered, feeling the earth shudder beneath his feet. Instinctively, he drew his sword, his gray eyes scanning the surroundings.
He knew of The Greater Ruler of Power, a formidable force—the one who fought Kendra and summoned the Vortex of Living Things: The Guardian.
Yet the Greater Ruler of Weakness, cloaked in enigma, wielded a silent force that slipped into souls, unraveling courage with slow, suffocating despair and the hiss of doubt.
But with Treach crippled by the Orb of Immortality's curse, Asahi slid his sword back into his sheathe, fighting to keep his mind from fracturing.
(All I have to do is get back to the surface and...)
Visions of the past entered his mind. Asahi had pressed on through corridors and caverns littered with skeletons, each of his steps echoing with the memory of those who had fallen before him.
(On second thought.)
