"None of us may survive the winter!"
Liam Dunn's bold declaration shocked everyone present, especially when he mentioned the Undying Demons, the scourge led by the Demon Lady of the Vale who ravaged the countryside a hundred years ago and recaptured the Vale of Mists from Lothian hands.
"You know them to be Undying Demons?" Diarmuid blurted, lurching to his feet as he was unable to restrain himself when he heard something so shocking. "Has a Templar or Inquisitor confronted them in your barony?" the Inquisitor asked as he stood, staring at the young lord of the Dunn barony with an intense stare.
"We have witness accounts," Liam said, shaking his head at the Inquisitor. "From at least two of our hamlets, where men saw the demons attacking the night before the storm. One of them even found the bodies of our fallen soldiers drained of their blood. If not the Undying Demons, who can only be killed with Holy Light and Fire, what else could it be?"
