Chapter 23: Reaping the Harvest

“Well, I can only guess, but I’d say you’ve made some life-changing decisions lately,” Rhychard said. “Gargoyles are servants of the Void, what you would call evil. My guess would be, you lived your life in a way that honored or served the Void and recently made a decision that would put you on the path of the Way, which, basically, you would call good. The Void hates losing members, but then again, what religion doesn’t. The Void’s exit plan, however, is a little drastic.”

Buttercup glared at the Warrior. “I am not evil.”

Tryna reached out and brushed the hair from the girl’s eyes. “No, sweetheart, you are not.”

“Nevertheless, you were living for the Void,” Rhychard said, ignoring Tryna’s icy glare. “You may not have shed blood or practiced occult sacrifices, but you were living your life for the Void, regardless.”