Both of my hands trembled. So much raw, energy. So much power! I grabbed the neck of one of the undead. All it took was a little bit of force, the tendrils spewed from my hand, and into the neck of the walking corpse. Those once milky eyes now turned a dark purple, and the tendrils snaked back into my body. He was mine now. Those gnashing teeth, those rotting claws were all mine now. Think about just how much I could do with all of this power. All of this energy. I didn’t even have to touch them, I could use all of this power with only a snap of my fingers, and I could do whatever I wanted. They would all pay dearly. I raised my hand. Compassium stared directly at me, her eyes now widened with fear. They all would soon feel that fear.

All it took was one flick of the wrist. A sickening, purple pulse spread all around me, like a cloud of pestilence, causing the dead to convulse, and then stay eerily still, like a statue. I saw Compassium turn to run away, but it would be too late. It would be too late for them all. The once-still horde now became a beacon of defiance, a horde all at my behest. Their screams once more filled the chapel. And they all stared, at her. I swear to you Compassium, I would kill you next. You, then Tyrannus. The horde descended upon her. She fought and fought, using her shovel and knife to fight her way out. But for every rotting corpse slain, another would take its place. I raised my arm up more, pointing it directly at Compassium. The horde roared in response. Did she not know what I was capable of? Did Tyrannus not tell her? That wouldn’t surprise me. I looked to the side of me. Winrad stared into the fleshy pile, his eyes widened. That dragon always had something on his mind. He always-

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The sword cleaved right through my arm. At first, there was no pain. It was as if a huge weight had been taken from me. But then came the pain, that agonizing pain. Blood was spurting from the wound, like a freshly broken dam.

The dizziness. I felt it come on almost instantly. I tried to fight it, I tried to stay awake. But I just couldn’t. I fell back, but someone had caught me. I glanced up into the eyes of my savior. Those, dark brown eyes, and that bone-white hair. And that smirk, that sign of smug satisfaction. Tyrannus.

“Kaje!” I heard Winrad shout from across the room. I wanted to help him, I wanted to reach out and to tell him run away! Run as fast as you can! But I couldn’t even do that. Instead, I fell, into that dreadful slumber.

If I could have just one last thing to say to Winrad, one more thing and that would be it. I would tell him, I’m sorry, and I hope you’ll forgive me, for everything that's happened, and everything that’s going to happen.