The Start of the End

Finally! We arrive at the village. It's a rotten dump, no one is around. The others start slowly searching huts, walking carefully. We are not Moon Shepherds! We do NOT sneak around like timid mice! We are Navali! We are blood and war and Death! "IS ANYONE HEAR!" I bellow out my question letting my voice echo through the camp. The others look at me. I smile. I am not afraid of fighting and I'm not afraid of dying. I've already done that. Twice now. Bring on the battle, let their blood flow into the swamps!
 
I was not left wanting! Such a battle! I almost died at the the teeth of giant alligator, my blood brother fared just as well. Even Busiris got involved with it all! He's no Navali but he has spirit!
 
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what's this?
 
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That damned tether again...but different somehow. Tendrils of smoky shadow start reaching for those I killed.
 
"Raise them. They are yours. By right of Death."
Daestrus? As you will it Great One. "Rise, rise those fallen by my will. Serve the will of Daestrus in your deaths!"
And one by one they do. Two warriors shamble to their feet. The giant alligator that fell to a mighty blow as I invoked the name of Daestrus starts to stir. It too rising from death. Good....GOOD!! It begins. A force made by His strength. A force to enact His will. Blood, War, Death. We shall spread across this world like a plague and consume all in His name!