"In a way, he was perhaps the most dangerous enemy we faced. Not because of raw power, though that was considerable, but because he made corruption seem like salvation. He was a master of hope twisted into despair."
He paused, shaking his great skull.
"We didn't know his true name, but everyone called him the..."
"The Architect of Discord."
The title hung in the air like a curse, and I noticed Zephyr's hand unconsciously tightening around his new weapon.
I also had a similar reaction.
If they gave someone a title like that, then they must be really formidable...
"He never fought on the front lines like other Abyssal commanders." Ossian continued nodding at our reactions. "Instead, he would appear in our camps disguised as wounded soldiers, as messengers bearing urgent news, as wise counselors offering strategic advice. By the time we realized what was happening, entire companies would turn against their own brothers-in-arms."
