Iris's POV
Left alone in this lonely place, covered with just dusty sands, more like a desert, I could only see a few trees from afar.
In my past life, while I was a child in Black Bane, I'd heard stories about rogues who haunted the night and prowled the borders of Warborn. As a kid, I'd giggle nervously at the thought of those rogues, half-human, half-beast, driven mad by their exile but now that I am alone in the dark, the stories made my senses pickle in fear as I glanced back, catching the sight of armor atop the long tower of warborn.
