But soon, they will know me. And they will fear me, for Lady Death is my charge.

Though she believes I am her enemy, beneath my brutal mask lies a willing servant. I will embrace the monster within if it means her success. I will be a sharpened blade for her to wield. A thief in the night, ready to strike down her enemies. A cold, leaching poison. Even Death himself will soon learn what lengths I am willing to go to protect what is mine.

For her, I will burn the kingdom of the wicked to the ground and lay it at her feet.