The Black Shadow in the sky grew larger, seeming to absorb the surrounding storm clouds and darkness itself as it became ever more solid.
It hung over the battlefield like a colossal shroud, instilling an indescribable fear in all who saw it.
Henry raised his head and gazed at the enormous Black Shadow in the distance, his mind filled with questions. 'Is this Khorne?'
He glanced around and saw that everyone, from his own soldiers to the assembled nobles, was staring up at the sky, their faces etched with tension and bewilderment.
A strange sense of unease welled up inside Henry. 'Can everyone see this giant Black Shadow?'
Based on his prior experiments and theories, a mysterious force on the continent of Caladia prevented the Four Gods from descending.
Even the suit of "scrap metal" Khorne had given him was a form of spiritual communication, invisible to everyone else.
'Has that power vanished? Or has something gone wrong?'
