After they learned the tentative rules of this unstructured magic, the first thing they did was empty their dungeons of the remaining Liberators of the Fallen loyalists to create the strongest armor ever created for her Apostles.
Ten thousand bodies drained. Ten thousand souls captured. Ten million sacrifices of blood willingly given.
Together, they made twelve of the strongest sets of armor ever created.
They hoped to never need to use it.
That hope only lasted two years.
As Liz donned her blood-red helm, she looked up to see the Everte Republic ships in space above their planet.
Hearing she, the Blood Queen, was still a mortal, the other local powers had been circling like wolves, and the Everte Republic was simply the first to move.
She would show them the folly of their choice w
