The dirt roads leading to the academy were clear, with no one in sight. Princess Henrietta had begun her journey to settle some unfinished affairs firstly, to see what had become of their newfound guests and secondly, to ask a favor of her dear friend Louise. The sun bore onto the hooded princess and the few of the royal guard that accompanied her. A cool breeze swept through the travelers and with it brought an odd scent, the scent of smoke. It wouldn t be much longer until the signs of fire and destruction would be seen past the horizon.

As the princess arrived at the academy she found it to be in ruins. Several of the towers had fallen completely, leaving nothing behind but rubble. The grounds were lit with fire that rapidly burned through everything in its path. Most terrifying of all though were the two dragons that were locked in combat, the ferocious roars were deafening. One of said dragons was Sylphid, a rhyme dragon; while the other was a monstrosity, its skin decaying, it was Durnehviir the undead dragon of the Soul Cairn.

Henrietta was left in shock at such a view, the academy was left in tatters with bodies of professors scattered. She attempted to take everything in, suddenly a voice knocked her back into the present as Torban emerged from the entrance leading to the main hall.

"Are you here in an attempt to stop us? To finish us off?" questioned Torban.

"What in Brimir have you done?! This is horrendous!"

"The inevitable. This was bound to happen, if not by our hands then yours."

"We gave you refuge, we trusted you! How could you betray us?"

"Trust? It is in your blindness that this was allowed to happen. You seek only the good in others and allowed your court to become corrupt. Or did you allow one to seek rebellion this entire time?"

"What are you talking about? All within my court had given themselves to Tristain, they would never do such a thing."

"Such a mindset will leave a dagger in your back. You re a fool if you can't recognize a loss."

"As an enemy of this kingdom I can't allow you to escape!"

"You can't hope to let your people prosper if its leader is weak."

"Guards, stop him!" ordered Henrietta

"Diil-Qoth-Zaam" The shout shook the sky as Durnehviir let out a monstrous roar.

Upon issuing the order the remains of several corpses belonging to the professors began to bend and crack. A purple mist erupted from the ground and tore the bones from the deceased. As the bodies were destroyed the bones began to be corrupted and turn into a sickly shade of black. In its place a Wrathman formed, one of the many lost wanderers of the Soul Cairn. As they formed they knew their one objective, to kill.

Disgusted by the process of their creation, many of the guards were caught by surprise when they turned towards them and began their assault. With no weapon in sight the Wrathman charged, having no fear of death themselves. Surrounded and outnumbered the guards quickly fell to the conjured souls leaving behind the princess.

Henrietta pulled out her wand, and frightened she says, "Y-You won't get away with this I won't allow it!"

On cue an explosion occurred, blowing away another section of the wall, far away from anybody and anything.

"Princess Henrietta!" yelled out a short, pinkette, Louise Francoise. With her familiar Saito Hiraga, falling close behind.

"Louise! What are you still doing here?!" exclaimed Henrietta as she hurried herself over to Louise, leaving behind the Wrathmen.

"The academy is under attack by undead. We have to get you out of here it s not safe!"

"I'm afraid we can't. Because of him." Henrietta pointed at Torban, declaring him the enemy once and for all.

"You? But you saved the academy from the golem when you first arrived. Why would you be doing this?"

"Your people shun anything you refuse to believe, this was bound to happen. Only that it will be on our terms," stated Torban. "Your God, Brimir holds no power over us, nor do your elitists views."

"Brimir bestowed us the gift of magic to rule over others, without this power there would be anarchy. Everything would be destroyed!"

"Then perish with your twisted ideals."

Elsewhere

"Send your child unto me..."

Author's Notes: Let me know what you guys think, not everything is still set in stone.