The Feast Part III

Rowan stood from the stars. For just a moment, this moment, he was content. He was about to avenge the love of his life, it brought him back to the time before all this, before his life had gone from messed up to uncontrolled chaos.

There were smiles around the room and everyone seemed to be in a good mood or, at least, a better mood than they had been the day before. He remembered when all the Celestials were still alive. How he and his mated pair would enjoy their day, and some days they would guide the humans.

But then… his trance was disrupted when he heard a faint sound. A sound that came from the land of the Sorcerers.

It sounded like a prayer. Like a cry for help.

‘Rowan!’

‘Rowan, help us! Help us please!’

‘Rowan, he’s alive! The Dark Druid is alive! He escaped, help!’

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Chaos on the Land of the Sorcerers. “How could this be?” Rowan asked, himself. He looked around and saw how hundreds of Sorcerers are dying in a snap of
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