Ritual & Dark Promise

3rd POV

"You screwed up royally didn't you?"

Lilith the Succubus Queen lands and sneers at his failure to subdue or even maime the new Divine Dragon of Light, a demons and undeads worst nightmare.

Drake Evermore lay broken on the battlefield, his blood pooling beneath him, his body shattered and torn. His undead army, once vast and terrifying, was nothing more than scattered bones and ash. The battle had been brutal, and despite all his strength and necromantic power, his enemies had overpowered him. Now, with his demonic essence fading, his life hung by a thread.