Amon and Leon's reunion was brief as the situation was dire.
No sooner had they spoken than Amon was pulled back into the storm that was rapidly consuming the world. News of the Demon Empire's march on Solfea had already spread across every nation, carried by fear faster than any messenger could ride.
And as if that were not enough, the Holy Church had begun to move as well.
An Inquisition.
For the first time in thousands of years, the Church had declared one against a major power—and not just any power.
The Solaris House.
The stronghold of the world's greatest knights. The bastion that had repelled demonic invasions time and time again. The home of the very man who had stood against the abyss when no one else could.
The message was clear.
This would not be a skirmish.
This would be the end.
