Ashreign was practically vibrating with excitement. Orion's silence on the soul harvesting was a tacit approval to expand the Wraith Knight army. If things went according to plan, once these souls were fully converted, his own power as the army's commander would skyrocket to the level of an archlord.
It was a simple, brutal calculus. Every Wraith Knight generated a torrent of pure, fanatical faith. That faith would first channel into him, their commander, and then concentrate into Orion. In short, Ashreign's power level was directly linked to the size of his army.
"This is Wraithfire," Ashreign explained, presenting the skull to Orion as if it were a priceless artifact. "It will perform the final purification, burning away the Light and all their memories, leaving them truly clean."
Orion listened quietly, filing the information away.
