The courtyard trembled when the figure landed powerfully on the ground.
A fierce wind howled through the ruins of the once-glorious palace, scattering ashes and broken stones across the yard. The clouds above twisted into violent spirals as lightning and fire cracked like whips across the sky.
At the center of it all stood Damien.
His dark and magnificent wings arched wide behind him, glowing faintly with a violet hue. Flames licked at the edges of his feathers, dancing like restless spirits. His eyes, pure black and glimmering with an unholy light, locked on the man standing several feet away.
Cassian..his own blood brother.His murderer. His curse.
Cassian stood in awe at his brother who had totally transformed into something else.
His expression soon turned unreadable and his grip tightened on the hilt of his sword. The pendant buried in his chest pulsed like a heartbeat, red light flashing across his veins as his army of hybrid creatures crept forward behind him.
