(A/N: The following chapters will be happening at the same time until stated otherwise.)
(Tombstone POV)
After Alex gave us our part to do, we immediately got to it. "It was pretty bad." AJ said, "What was?" I replied. He stayed quiet for a moment, "The Dark Knight encounter. I don't think he wanted Jordi alive. He looked horrible, they were hardly winning the battle, Kris was all the way across the room too, another fight and he could be in serious condition." I stayed silent for a little while. "No matter what Kris faces, that idiot still gets up for a fight, he's too stubborn to stay down. I don't think injuries would stop him, they'll just weaken him." I said. "Let's switch the topic and stay focused on locating that evil son of a bitch." I continued, "How do we do that?" He replied. "Well, we follow the chaos. With everything that's been going on, I doubt that prick is just sitting in his castle." I replied. "So we basically look and ask around until we get a lead?" AJ asks again. "Yes, now let's get our asses moving," I said.
Sometime Later...
(AJ POV)
We were looking for traces of him for about an hour until we finally found a burned-down caravan. From the variety of things we saw on the wagons, they seemed to be nomads. Nomads are people that don't really settle in one set kingdom, always moving around from place to place. We looked around until I found a survivor. Not one of the nomads but a DarkGuard wounded and left for dead. "Alright, we want answers. Tell us where Dark Knight is." I told him. "Now." Tomb said, holding one of his claws to the guard's neck. "Kill me if you want, I'm saying nothing." The guard replied. I was about to pick him up to try and intimidate him, but Tombstone grabbed him first. "So, you think you're brave enough to not fear death, heh heh... I don't think so." Tomb said as he wrapped his claws over the guard's shoulders. He then pulled the chains and I watched as the guy's soul started slowly leaving his body! Tomb pulled for a few more seconds before letting go of the chains and letting the guy's soul return to his body with him waking up noticeably shaken. "Last chance mate before I rip the whole damn thing out, where the fuck IS HE!" Tomb yelled his body contorting slightly as he did. "OK, OK! We hit the caravan on the way back from the bunker for medical supplies to patch him up! He's at the castle, probably in the secret room in the westmost hall!" The guard replied, terrified of what would happen if he didn't. I pulled my bowstring and aimed at him. "What's in there and how do we get in?" I demanded. "I don't know what's in there, he never lets us in, but I know how to get in! Look for a certain brick on the wall, it has a symbol that looks like a crown with horns on it. Touch it and say Sectrum Invicta." He told us. "There, that was all you needed to say," Tomb told him. "If you're gonna kill me, just do it. Dark Knight will do it anyway for telling you this, just don't use the claws." He said. He didn't seem to be in good condition. He was right, he'd die anyway, an arguably more painful death. I re-aimed my bow and let go of the string, sending an arrow clean through his forehead. Easy and painless. "Well... it's better than what Dark Knight would do. Let's keep moving. We know what we've gotta do." Tomb said.
Meanwhile, in the Dark Fortress...
(Dark Knight POV)
It's time, the final seal has been weakened. The Primordials may have regrouped but that doesn't matter, what's done is done and my master's return is set in stone. I return to my master's shrine for more information on what I should do next. A boom echoes throughout the chamber once more. "My Lord, the seal is finally weak enough to destroy. What should I do?" I ask him. "Assemble the Dark Order and have them ready the armies, our retribution is at hand." He orders. "Your will is my command my lord, I retrieve them, ready the armies, and bring them here," I said. The Dark Order are the rest of Lord Seviathan's advisors, though I am his most trusted ally. There are eight of us and then our master. There is me, his most trusted, Prithyon, the Potions Master, Melidon the (rather savage) Bladesman, Rosemary the Spellcaster, Grimmel the beast-keeper, Drago the War General who replaced Kris when he left, Malion the Hunter, and Figure the Assassin, he's one I personally brought in and mind controlled myself. I grabbed an amulet attached to my hip and activated it, making it glow a faint purple. "All members of the Dark Order report to Lord Seviathan's chamber immediately." I said into the amulet. The rest of the Dark Order arrived one by one with Drago being the last as he had to ready the armies. "What is it now, warlock?" Drago asked. He's never been very fond of me, then again he isn't really fond of anything but war.
"It's time..."
