Book 4: Chapter 20
We were all assembled in the main hangar bay of the Xing Long, kitted out in our legionnaires robes and armed with our weapons of choice for the mission that lay ahead.
As I stood at the head of the platoon, I could already feel the tingle of Dark Frenzy in the air. Or perhaps it was just my imagination, seeing as there was no atmosphere between us and the single planet that now lay in view dead ahead of us through the open hangar bay doors.
The Hell World of Fhae I’ung was finally within my sights.
We were facing it from the dark side, and while I could see no features on its surface, the planet was haloed by a fiery red aura that gave form to it, like a ring of fire in the blackness of space.
It was a sinister looking thing, like an eclipse of a Bloodmoon, but I knew what the planet was now eclipsing was something far worse than a moon. Somewhere at the center of this system, a Cursed Star was broiling the planet’s opposite side, filling it with horrors and nightmares from the Nine Planes of Hell.
Or so my imagination was filling in the gaps anyway.
Just the thought of it triggered the core of my Twin Dao and my Flame roared in anticipation of finally being able to do the bidding of its true master.
The Frenzied Flame itself.
It was a reminder that my power, as much as I needed to Struggle to advance it, was still a borrowed gift in the end. But today I was going to lay claim to it personally. I was going to pay my dues and give the Flame itself some long overdue payback.