Shadows of Retribution: Chapter II

As Erevan's dark influence spread like a malignant stain across the land, whispers of his unholy deeds reached the ears of Lady Selene, a sorceress of great power and ambition. Intrigued by the tales of Erevan's mastery over death itself, she found herself drawn to the depths of the necropolis, her mind ablaze with the promise of untold power and the allure of forbidden knowledge.

Amidst the decrepit tombs and twisted corridors of the necropolis, Lady Selene sought out the elusive necromancer, her steps guided by the whispers of the shadows themselves. And there, amidst the swirling mists of darkness, she found him – Erevan, his figure cloaked in shadows, his eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light.

At first, Erevan regarded the sorceress with suspicion, wary of her intentions and the potential threat she posed to his plans. But as they spoke, he sensed a kindred spirit in Lady Selene, a fellow seeker of forbidden truths and wielder of arcane power. And in that moment, a dangerous alliance was forged, sealed in blood and darkness, as they pledged their allegiance to one another in their shared quest for vengeance.

With Lady Selene's arcane prowess at his side, Erevan's power grew tenfold, their dark alliance becoming an unstoppable force of destruction that swept across the land like a wildfire. Village by village, town by town, they unleashed their fury upon those who had wronged them, leaving naught but death and despair in their wake.

But as their campaign of vengeance raged on, a shadow began to fall across their alliance, casting doubt upon their once-unbreakable bond. For amidst the chaos and carnage, whispers of dissent began to stir among Erevan's undead minions, their loyalty wavering in the face of Lady Selene's formidable power.

Unbeknownst to Erevan, Lady Selene harbored ambitions of her own, her thirst for power rivaling even that of the necromancer himself. And as she delved deeper into the dark arts, she uncovered secrets that threatened to unravel their fragile alliance and plunge them both into the abyss.

Yet, even as the seeds of discord took root, Erevan remained blind to the danger that lurked within his own ranks, his mind consumed by thoughts of revenge and the promise of ultimate power. And as he prepared to unleash his wrath upon those who had wronged him, he knew not that the true threat lay not in the enemies that stood before him, but in the treachery that lurked within his midst.