An unnatural silence fell over Blackthorn Harbor.

The towering Voidborn creatures lowered their heads as the pale figure hovered above the sea.

Its six glowing blue eyes slowly scanned the battlefield.

The temperature dropped instantly.

Frost crept across the harbor stones.

Even the waves became still.

Emperor Cassian gripped his golden sword tightly.

"I never thought I'd see one again."

Lucien frowned.

"You've fought a Void Lord before?"

Cassian nodded.

"Once."

"I was the only survivor."

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The pale figure smiled.

"So..."

"The First Throne still stands."

Its voice echoed inside everyone's mind instead of through the air.

"You humans never learn."

It slowly descended until its feet hovered just...