The Horsemen

[Devona]

I felt the change in our perimeter before it became visible with the flashing light of a broken spell. Someone has crossed the threshold of my outer wards, breaking them as if they were nothing. And they are still moving towards the house as if pushing aside my magic did not affect them.

A dark cloud descended on the house, blocking out the sun. From a distance, the miasma hanging above us might seem like a thick fog, but up close there was fire in these clouds, flame born from anger and death and the claiming of souls.

The horsemen have arrived.

Nine men on nightmare horses made of pure black smoke, both