The reward was not just a reward.
It was a ceremony, and every Dark Magus had to go through it.
The thousand selected candidates marched toward a cave mouth ringed with guards, its walls stained black by centuries of smoke and something less pleasant. A weathered stone plaque above the entrance named the place.
The Gu Sacred Hive.
Ethan had heard about it. When the Occulus abandoned its old homeland, the faction had moved it's entire structure, brood by brood, and painstakingly rebuilt it in its new territory. Somewhere deep inside lived millions of Gu, representing more than a thousand different species.
A dozen figures in ceremonial robes came forward to speak with Harrow.
The Archons, caretakers of the Gu, carried themselves with an air of quiet authority.
