Magus Dabur staggered backward, clutching at his forehead.
He had barely managed to defend himself when his own comrades suddenly turned on him.
The corruption had struck without warning. One moment, they had been standing together inside the room. The next, they were screaming and attacking anything within reach.
Dabur had felt it too. A wave of darkness had invaded his mind, filling it with vile thoughts and an overwhelming desire to kill. He had managed to resist, but only barely. Even now, he could feel the corruption gnawing at the edges of his consciousness.
What is going on?
He gritted his teeth and desperately tried to suppress the evil influence on his mind. But he had no time to recover.
The girl they had come here for was dead after giving birth. Her lifeless body lay sprawled on the bloodstained floor, while the devil spawn had already escaped through a massive hole beneath the room.
