Now Keera and Vilethorn stood face to face. The three commanders who had fought Keera, Mercy, and Britney before had done so to protect their ruler, Dreadman—but Vilethorn was a demon who fought others only to prove himself even more powerful. The moment he stepped onto the battlefield, he displayed his strength. Instantly, the sky turned a dark green, and rotting vines and decayed trees covered the heavens, leaving only the flickering light of burning torches on the battlefield, while everything else drowned in darkness. Along with this came the sharp stench of decay drifting from Charon's side, making it hard for Keera to breathe. Yet she knew that Vilethorn was doing all this merely to distract her, to gain dominance over her, and she also knew that if her focus slipped for even a moment, Vilethorn would tear her soul from her body in the very next instant.
