Verity's POV

I regret the day I thought Veryan was a good person because now I could see that he was made from nothing but evil.

He towered above the battlefield, more shadow creature than man now, his form constantly shifting between solid and smoke. Where he walked, the ground blackened and died. Where he reached, warriors fell screaming, consumed by darkness that ate them from the inside out.

"Verity!" His voice boomed across the chaos, making the very air tremble. "Face me!"

The armies ...