He returned to the place her signature had disappeared, the familiar sensation of deja vu washing over him. It had been the same when his mother had vanished, the overwhelming Epiale presence and the instant cease of her own as they had dealt the corrupting strike before stealing her away. His heart grew heavy, remembering the past with such clarity, and he began to question whether the feeling of her presence was nothing more than his own wishful thinking.
Anger rose within him. He would not forgive them for this. If they had taken her from him, if she had suffered so much only to be claimed by the darkness once more, they would pay, each and every one of them. He would relentlessly slaughter their kind until not a shadow remained upon the surface of Darrienia. If they had taken her, the
