Darion held the knife in his hand and it was glistening of black blood. It was consumed for power. They donned their armor and weapon and Dennac blessed them with the power of pure darkness. They are the embodiment of progress and emptied of greed. Lily looked at him “Dennac is the true Lord and we are his servants. Destroy them all” Darion nodded and together they set out in the middle of the night. Surrounded by darkness and burning of chaos they emerged from a portal outside Minoc. Darion look out over the small city and felt disgust. He could see the guards patrolling, the minions of the cursed mother and now servants to a mortal man. Darion could only feel rage but it was not only his own but a well known power fueled him of this hate. The words echoed through the night…Vasto Populi. Distant screams suddenly filled the night. Darion watched at the closest guard as he screamed and fell to the ground, clawing at his chest as if trying to release the pain. He did not see the expression but knew it well, pain beyond imagination. The guard died screaming and the flesh around his bones leaked out from the plate armor. The rotting flesh, blood, hair, bones and pain. Everything took shape to an abomination and this happened to every person he could see. He felt satisfaction as these abominations destroyed everything in their path. More guards arrived only to be devoured by the children of Dennac. Panic spread in the city and people rushed out from their homes trying to get away but only to die wrenching on the street until life leaked out. The wave of destruction quickly consumed the lives of Minoc and when the last life was taken the children sought somewhere else to feed. Lily and Darion rode side by side watching over the attack on the circle.
Everywhere it went life was taken. The power of Dennac rolled over this land and only ash was left behind. The army of darkness was set to where they could feed until their masters were satisfied. The city of Britain came in sight only then did Darion look behind him. A grin appeared on his face as he saw the lifeless land, everything between Minoc and Britain had been consumed. They took position on a hill overlooking the city. The outer guards didn’t stand a chance as they were dragged to the ground. Their screams woke the city and the alarm was made but it was too late. The army of darkness had arrived with plague and destruction, death and chaos. The guards of Britain rushed forward to hack at the abominations but fell to the ground short there after regretting everything. Darion could sense their fear and feed on it. Dennac was pleased, he could feel it. The wave of destruction had reached the inner city and spread outwards. Death was every, people died on the street, in their homes. The street was slick with blood and fragments of humans. They were consumed alive and Dennac was given the power. “We are done here.” Lily gave the command and they headed back into the night. Their horses left prints in the ash but the wind grabbed it short there after the spread the essence of death over Felucca.