In the "House of Ruin," Mezulash gathered all the Tiefling refugees.
Regardless of age, gender, or rank, as long as they were conscious, all Tiefling refugees were summoned to the camp square. This place was not only for their daily meetings but also for announcing significant news.
Mezulash first looked around, gazing at his kin's thin, scarred, and tormented faces.
"I... did nothing wrong."
Mezulash murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear.
He finally made up his mind and slowly raised his longsword.
"Fellow kin, I have had enough of a life of wandering and endless pursuit."
"Our Tiefling blood has flowed enough."
"What we need is not to run away—"
"But to exact revenge. An eye for an eye, blood for blood."
This Tiefling Holy Warrior, usually so composed, now spoke with fervor, his pitch-black eyes gleaming with a light never seen before.
This left many Tieflings who knew him well in disbelief.
"From now on, we will join the Ashen Nest."