Red
Red was trying to figure out what this whole thing meant – forgotten human magic and witches who could whisper to it and bound it to their will. More and more mysteries waiting for him to unwrap them and succumb himself into their nook. It felt like the time before he took the road and marched all the way through the frozen wastelands of the Underworld in search of secrets that weren’t supposed to be heard by anyone. He was younger then, purer, full of hope and dreams. Now, eleven years later nothing was left of that stupid naïve boy.
Unlike then, there was another force driving Red’s motivation this time. He wasn’t trying to escape, but stay and fight, and the sooner he got to the bottom of it, the better he would be prepared to face and crush his enemies. Red was determined to fin
