The Black Claw throne chamber was no longer a hall of fame or government. It was transformed into an oven of madness, forged with revenge, and seared memory. The golden chandeliers were dripping molten metal. Sulfur, blood, and burnt magic clung to the air, heavy upon the lungs like conscience.

Seated at the heart of the tainted room was Melucia, Witch Queen of Ash and Flame. Her throne was forged of bone and dark fire, and in her lay the strength of the bound souls. Fire stormed up the walls ...