You look up to see the moon eclipsing the sunthough its still the morning.

The sun and moon look so

closehow could you not have noticed? The sky has turned a blood red and is darkening along the
horizon. Figures are materializing up on the hills around you. Enemy raiders? Bounty hunters?...No, they
look humanoid, but they are something else...something evil. Why are they just standing there?...The
moon catches your eyebut theres one problem; its not the moon anymore, its slowly morphing into
a face

Grave is holding Rembold in the middle of the field. Rembold is bleedingHe has his amulet...itit
appears to be drawing in his bloodThe sky is darkening further and the figures are increasing in
number. The ground is moving. Something is bubbling up to the surface, you look downskulls?

You are now standing in a field of skulls that extends to the horizon, which, by now is complete
darknessexcept for the moonor faceits a female face and it is growing a body; a slender neck, bare,
voluptuous torso, elegant arms, slick wings like a bats, and finally long smooth legs and bare feet. It is
the embodiment of lust and desire. The beings eyes slowly open halfway and sweep back and forth over
the remnants of the Band of the Raven. A chilling smile spreads across her face as she surveys the
guests.

Suddenly a booming voice sounds out, echoing.

Chaos: The time has come for the blessing. In this, our final chapter, our final destination, the end of
days draw near for our sacred children. Enjoy this hallowed feast in all its glory, and you, our disciple,
you are the chosen one, here and now appointed by the Devils own hand. We are your brothers, and
you, our new blessed king.

You will make a most worthy offering for the sacrifice. He cannot become a demon without a proper
sacrifice.

Once you crossed paths with that demons amulet, it became your destiny to become a demon, to
become our future king.

Actually, it is because you inherently possess the traits necessary to become like us, that it even fell into
your hands in the first place. The very fact that you used the amulet to summon us further illustrates
this truth. All of the dead you see before you have, like you, used similar amulets to achieve their own
destinies

You amulet is not like those however. Yours is only granted to those with the qualities necessary to
become like us; to unite with the devils hand.

You have all been gathered for the christening of this...angel.

He will be reborn, but only at his own choosingand you will all dieit is his will.

When his fate was woven long ago your lives were weaved with hisand now, you will complete your
predestination a sacrificial offerings.
Let us begin the rite of transformation.