Pride and confidence bristled within Chaos as he marched Nightfall across the south-eastern border of Eresteid and out into Karinam. He held his head high, relishing the recognition he had desired for so long. He and his team were kitted out in immaculate Children of Light uniforms, deep purple with the silver dagger of Nightfall on the front.
Callista had sent word of the mission urgently, but even at the speed of a dryll, it was such a great distance that the message had taken nearly an hour to reach Chaos and Nightfall. As soon as Chaos had received the urgent call, he had leapt into action, preparing his sword and assembling his forces. He marched across the desolate plains flanked by Dana who had her sword strapped at her slim waist.
“Chaos!” she snapped. “This is stupid. Go and tel
