Meanwhile, as Seth was lost in a world of comprehension, back on earth things were falling into place.
In a room cloaked with darkness at the heart of the Duskreaver mansion, the entity wearing Liora Duskreaver sat still, almost as though petrified.
Her eyes opened wide, a murky current of darkness flowing within them, as it gathered information, experiencing the moments of every being it had infected with its blight.
A faint glimmer of light gathered in the distance, forming into a spectral humanoid frame… "Zorak… what are you doing?"
A cold overlap of countless deep voices echoed through the darkness of the space, the spectral humanoid levitating through the air, drifting closer to Liora's still frame.
Something snapped in the air as Liora's pupils concentrated, the flowing current of darkness settling as its consciousness returned to its vessel.
