Matia looked at Ashcroft, feeling anger begin to rise in her heart. She knew that Damon had begun to trust Ashcroft as someone who understood him, and yet this vile demon dared to betray him. She knew she had no right to feel this way. Ashcroft had never said he was their ally. In fact, he had wanted to steal Damon's body from the very beginning. All of that only made her angrier. She glanced down at where the energy was coming from and knew the Pillar was below them.
"And what is it that you intend to do?" she asked, already making up her mind to kill Ashcroft. The rune on her forehead shattered, and Matia was consumed by war.
A sword of ice formed in her hand, and the blue glow of her visor grew brighter.
"Simple, really. The Unknown can't be defeated, at least not by me or the way I am now. So I intend to evolve. The old gods once ruled this world, but now they are no more, replaced by the more absolute True Gods."
