Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26832013-20160923012623/@comment-33008190-20161117033101

"The gathering ends soon," Malevolence predicts. It's correct, and he knows it, and if it isn't, then so be it. That is his way. That's the right way.

He convinces himself.

"We strike then. As the trainees fumble around and the others hold their invaluable meetings, we trap her in the forest. A luring, trapping killing. Eris will not live long to testify her strengths. It will just be us and we will wash our pass off in the river and throw the body..."

Malevolence sneers. "In a crumpled heap at the very edge of the border where no one shall ever look."

He stares at her directly. "Be prepared. This is our one chance for greatness..."

The future begins its end.

"—and we cannot fail it."