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Skeleton King is good for first timers.

The obsidian temple stood high against the barren plains. Ominous, perhaps, but it beckoned the caravan towards it like an unholy oasis.

CHAPTER TWO THE STORM The bullhorns blared a piercing whine before the first black specks appeared in the morning haze. Twelve tiny black spots that one could have mistaken for birds flying high, until of course the first blooms of lurid red blossomed over the London Presidium. Soon the slow...

"In his own way..." said Silas, finishing his tea. "I feel as though no matter the outcome he will not fully embrace his destiny until the final hour."

"She is so much more than that..." said Silas, leaning back to enjoy the last of his tea. "You should prepare yourself for the long journey..."

"Security? The temple will relinquish it if you show them my signet. The other ring on your hand. Getting there...there's a nest of Bloodletters. Nasty lesser demons, like cutting things up and bathing in blood. Then there are the...things which have been moving about at night. Servants of the...

"A bell. It seems foolish, but it is extremely powerful. One peal of Azulon the Redeemer, the taint of evil will flee from the sound. But the stronger the evil, the greater its ability to resist. It is within the verge of the Congo jungle, held safe in a temple where it must be retrieved from...

"Honestly, I haven't the heart to tell you..." and Silas sighed. "She meant more to you than anything, the way you hid your plans even to the final moment. You apotheosis is not complete though...you have yet to embrace your destiny..." Here Silas conjured a small image of a circle of twelve...

"Nicolaus, everything you were died for a reason. If I told you why we did what we did, then all we did would have been for nothing. My friend, I did not do this without reason...this world will die without you...I gave you the strength to complete the task, even when I myself did not wish to go...

Silas looked up. Kin's face was utterly oblivious, he did not remember him. The blind red eye glowed its faint molten red under Silas's hood. Black gloved hands still clutching the cup in his hands, Silas sighed. Silas took a sip, then another and said "Old friend, would that you remembered me...

"The bell Azulon the Redeemer is powerful and, in our hands, could perhaps turn the tide in our favor. One peal can banish the taint of the Darkness on anything. We could use it to traverse the tunnels we've discovered within the rifts..." said Silas, tapping his fingers on the table. He felt a...

"He professes to wish to change sides and betray his fellow Shadow Lords. I, however, do not trust his intentions. When he betrays us, because this is Astos the Deceiver we are speaking of and he will betray us, I already have a plan." said Silas, irritation in his voice. He produced the bell...

"I have foreseen what must be done, but to assume that the task of returning him to himself will be easy may undo us." Silas said to O Father, his blind eye glowing faintly under his hood. "I seem to have met with changing circumstances in your entrance hall. A Shadow Lord has betrayed his own."