Previously: After the death of Azhir, his demon minions took him to his tomb in the Nether. On the way, his body decompsed and his energy was absorbed into his skull.
About this creation
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Even with the death of their master, demons and undead still roamed the land.
They attacked and pillaged both factions: Vixen and Grimalkin.
Prince Arsem responded by leading a small expedition to the Luminara Penninsula to learn the reason of the attacks...
But they were ambushed.
Arsem: They can't be doing this on their own will. Someone, or something, is commanding them. Wait here, I'll be right back.
I should have guessed... Azhir. I knew death wouldn't stop him...
A skittering noise could be heard near the tomb.
Arsem: What the? Ugh!
As the assassins dived for him, Arsem slid under it and peirced its glowing red eye.
He read the inscription: "Here lies Azhir, our lord and master."
Arsem heard a faint voice whispering his name.
Suddenly, he was lifted into the air. Azhirs skull and sword started spewing fire into him.
When he fell to the ground, his armor was black and his face was hidden by an orange glow.
Azhir's sword, the Plague Bringer, had fallen next to his.
He kicked his old blade into the stream of lava and picked up Azhir's.
Guard: Demon! Kill it!
A wave of energy blasted everything off the cliff.