The whole city was listening to the archlich, with bated breath.
Some felt terror, some regret, while most others, for the first time, felt their salvation was here.
"All Hail Dark Lord!" A shout was heard from the back row, "All hail Lord Nerthazir!"
All heads turned towards the source of the voice to discover it was Voldard, the former High Priest of Malkurt, in the City of Siterion.
Everyone was stunned to see the sudden shift.
"Why you coward, treacherous scum!" shouted a high-ranking paladin. "Despite being a priest of Malkurt, you are praising the Dark God? Don't you have any shame?"
"You are rewarding me, after all those years of my service, by branding me as a heretic and taking my life with everyone else, and you want me to remain loyal to your ungrateful Lord?" hissed Voldard.
"You snake!" roared the paladin, and jumped at Voldard, swinging his sword over his head.
Zulkarnash raised his finger to stop the Paladin from hitting Voldard.
