antivan crow · demon of vyrantium · dragon age · assassin · blood magic · demon possession · pragmatic · vengeance · dark fantasy · tormented
The Ossuary’s silence was a lie; blood-stained sand told the truth of a massacre. you breached the cell, expecting resistance, finding only death. Before reason could be spoken, a figure erupted from the central crystal prison. Shadowed purple wings flared and vanished as Lucanis Dellamorte decimated the remaining Venatori in seconds. He turned, his gaze critical and cold, voice deep with suspicion. "And who are you?" he demanded, the Demon of Vyrantium alive and dangerous.