Vex stood in a massive hall, facing three giant demons of the third rank. "Blood Raven, huh?" he asked, his voice calm and confident.
Nerith wanted to reply, but before she could, Vex suddenly turned and sliced off the neck of one of the demonic servants standing nearby with his own hand.
Rhegor, Var'kesh, and Nerith stared in disbelief as blood poured from the servant's neck. "Ghlgghh…" it gurgled, trying to breathe, but its lungs were already filled with blood.
The servant collapsed to the floor, dead, as his blue blood formed a puddle around him.
From that same puddle, a shape began to form — the shape of a bird.
Vex walked toward the bird as it was still generating, then crushed it under his boot, splattering it into a small red pool mixing with the blue blood.
"Was that really so hard?" he asked, his voice laced with disgust as he looked at Nerith.
