章 1769: The Void (Part 1)

"The bastard cheated with his goddamn mage tower in the form of a horse. You have to look out for that. Glory to the Kingdom, Zogar." Manohar said.

Zogar Vastor had heard those words countless times, yet he hadn't spoken them in years. It was the battle cry of the Kingdom that its loyal citizens yelled when performing an act of valor or the ultimate sacrifice.

Vastor hated the Kingdom for how he had been treated and for all the lives he had taken in its name as a Highmaster. He resented its citizens for the way every young talented mage was treated because nobility and commoners alike were envious and scared of their talent.

The Master knew that the war with Thrud was imminent and had been pondering which side to take, if any.

Joining the victor was the most rational and convenient choice, especially after Lith had told Vastor about the Mad Queen's shapeshifters and her involvement with the Undead Courts.

Yet those words changed everything.