ALPHA'S REGRET, QUEEN'S REVENGE
My voice echoed as a low incantation, ancient and forbidden:
“From shadow be born, by vengeance be bound… Rise, my knight. Rise, Devios.”
The bones began to rattle. Wind screamed through the crypt, though no doors were open. And then—a figure crawled from the pile of ashes, towering, faceless beneath rusted black armour that mended itself with every breath it drew.
A Shadow Knight.
Devios knelt before me, silent.
“You were forged for chaos,” I said, circling him. “And now, you have purpose.”