#Warning: Blood, torture, violent scenes, suicide.
Xaloc was calm but his words made them fear boundless terror and despair. If nobody knows then there was no need to think about it, this person was not planning to let them go.
They could not move as they watched this lord of death advance, one step at a time.
They felt their entire bodies go cold as if they'd fallen into an icy pit as boundless terror gushed throughout their bodies. They had lived their lives close to the top of the food chain because they served the Twelfth Night of the Temple.
He might not be as powerful as the lower numbers but he wielded enough authority that they were respected by the common people. Had any of them even imagined that because they ganged up to attack a beauty that their lord had set his sight on, they would die like this?
