The selected recruits did not leave Black Horn Recruitment Square with only their names on the obelisk.
Officials opened temporary desks along the edge of the square and ordered every successful applicant to form a line. Their city tokens were checked again before they received a small rectangular tag made from dark metal.
The tag was roughly the length of two fingers. A narrow hole had been cut through its upper edge so it could be worn around the neck or fixed to one's clothing.
Simon placed one finger against his.
Red writing appeared across its surface.
[BLACKMOON]
[MINOR ARCHFIEND]
[WIND AFFINITY — HIGH S]
[FIRST ASSAULT CANDIDATE]
[WAR OATH — REGISTERED]
A serial number rested beneath the final line.
The official behind the desk called it a War Tag.
Simon allowed the tag to absorb a drop of his blood and a thin stream of demonic energy. The writing flashed once before sinking into the metal.
Sonya and Akaza did the same beside him.
