The Tsar saw that his end was near when he sensed the fear creep into everyone's hearts but he didn't comply with it after all that he had done to everyone, especially to her, as he saw her act calm against the rage of her Master protecting the dancers and everyone who remained back frozen to their feet, as her tattoo and his glow together softly across their chests; his tattoo was seething in a black glow while hers was dimly golden as they both hummed different chants he saw how her surroundings built into a wall around her and those girls the tsar was confused to why, but one thing for sure the Tyrant Tsar knew she belonged to the Black God whether he liked it or not, as no one was able to handle the Demonic nature and the Divine void that man carried even the Tsar shivered just by
