Letting out a small, contented sigh, her dark core purring happily, completely satisfied with its meal, leaving the Archduke to his dramatic, utterly futile quest for revenge.
The extraction from the subterranean catacombs beneath the Verdant Gate had been a nightmare, executed with the efficiency that only the Black Bastion could muster.
Duke Kaelus von Nacht had not permitted the convoy to return to their encampment on the edge of the jungle. The moment the forty traumatized children were successfully hauled to the surface, blinking against the humid night air, the Archduke had issued a series of rapid, uncompromising commands that essentially resulted in the Vanguard commandeering the largest and heaviest fortified establishment in the entire city.
