Fire flamed around me. It felt like I was part of it.
No, it didn't feel like it. I was part of it. I flamed like the vast wildfires of ancient rage, scorching the attackers who came too near.
"Radu Sheero!" someone called me. But I could not stop and look at them.
I saw my all-life nemesis, Korta Nooch, there. He had killed so many of those who were close to me; my friends, my family, anyone who was close. They were all killed because this astratrat wanted me dead.
"Radu!" it was Glale's voice. I knew I had been close to Bogan for long. Now, with the work of training Glale complete, I was ready to submit myself to the only selfish thing I've ever wanted in my life.
I embraced the Dark for good.
From this point on Glale nor anyone else could not save me.
I slew everyone who stood between me and Korta.
I could not think about anything else than killing him.
Glale, ending this war is up to you. Everyone counts on you, young one.
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