Slaughter. Death. Weaving. Lorelia repeated the cycle, driven to exterminate every last enemy who had harmed her master and Mistress. In the relentless carnage, the darkness-shrouded Blackstone City was transformed, becoming a world made entirely of silk.
She had no idea how many enemies she killed. By the time her consciousness returned to normal, there was not a single living dark creature left in Blackstone City.
Lorelia crawled to the top of the city wall, to the bodies of Orion and Lilith. She lay down beside them, just as she had when she was a small child. She felt so tired. A wave of exhaustion washed over her, and her eyes fluttered shut as she fell into a deep, deathlike sleep.
Red Moon Valley, Lorelia city.
Orion's true form materialized, startling Soraya from her watch.
"Lorelia has advanced. I'm going to check on her."
Orion gave Soraya a quick embrace and, before she could reply, stepped into the underground caves, heading for Lorelia's Nest.
