Lucy Wickshire is feared across realms because of her family history. The thraines have always been a clan of passive warriors that one dared not provoke. Still, it did not stop those above from breaking the pact and descending into the rankless world to kill Lucy's mother. Seeing her mother die before her eyes, Lucy had understood then; she was not a child anymore, she was a threat. It was either them or her. So she straightened her back and reigned down fear that put her mother's legacy to shame. As long as she lived, all realms must kneel or burn. 
You are about to read the accounts of Lucy Wickshire and the millions of bodies burned as a backdrop to her rage.

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Lucy Wickshire

In a courtyard beside the glory of the silver halls, inside a busy capital trapped between a dark valley and a white mountain, two figures moved in sync. Their movements seem to mirror the other, but at a closer look, one moved faster and smoother than the other. By the side, sat Lizzy and Si Sanga sipping on soothing tea, watching the figures dashing around the courtyard. 


"The seal will soon break," Si Sanga said, "In the time it takes to brew tea," 


The figures moved as though they had not heard his words, their movement too fast, yet visible to Si Sanga's eyes. 


"My lady's steps are getting smoother," Lizzy said to Si Sanga's shock. 


"You can see them?" he asked and she paused and lipped her veil to place down her tea from under it. 


"Should I not?" she asked and he could only sigh. 


"I wonder why I thought you should not. You are a Nether person, are you not? And a highly ranked one at that, I should be less surprised by now," 


Bk 2: Chapter Six (11)