The Sutrex clan head, Neigon Le Sutrex, was known by all as an honorable man.
It was a fact known by everyone in the Kaer Thorn district. Unlike the other clan heads, who were considered ruthless and only cared about the rise of their clans, Neigon was different.
In a world filled with cold and brutal people, he was like a light. This was the main reason why the relationships between the Sutrex and Tendrix soured.
Today, for Neigon, was supposed to be filled with nothing but joy. It was the birthday of his most beloved last born.
He was supposed to get drunk and party into the night. But not only had that not happened, he had lost everything.
Smoke, ash, and death, that was what replaced the once bustling mansion and buildings. The cheering people were gone, replaced by the creatures of darkness.
As Neigon gazed at the scene of devastation below him, he couldn't move. His expression had paled, and his heart beat so fast it was a miracle it hadn't exploded from his chest.
