True Defeat

“No!” Nierwae roared. Making birds scatter and creatures stir in the underbrush. Those which had been too afraid to move before, now ran in terror.

Nierwae could see what was happening. He saw the slow turning on the Harbingers faces. The brightening of their eyes, the lightening of their hair. They made their choices. Abandoning the darkness that had been feeding on them. Aborting the decision that had pulled them down.

Bringing them so close to true evil. Disseus knew.

Somehow…They were choosing to save themselves.

Even after all the cruelty they’d known amongst the fey.

Nierwae emanated ugly energy even as he breathed. His rage was truly something to be reckoned with.

“No!” He growled in a sound that was more like a rockfall than an actual word. “I liberated you! I set you free. I gave you mates. I brought you from the world where you were hated. I treated you as my own!”

“You made us your slaves.” Clawdus