There was no stopping the tumultuous roar of the steel clad knights whose blades were hungry for the taste of warlock blood. Nearly all of them had lost a dear one during the great siege of Valenwood. Love, hate, lust or greed— no emotion could compare to the burning desire for revenge.
Vengeance was like a disease, and it quickly spread from one burning heart to another, until the whole army was set ablaze with righteous fury. Long had they watched their kinsmen being treated like animals by the warlocks. Instead of taming them, their chains had only driven them crazy with rabid fury.
Jake’s astounding display of raw power, drew the blood seeking Warriors by the droves. They swore to avenge their fallen and show the warlocks what their swords were capable of.
Lord Vilmund could only
