The War for the North[12]
[The Kraken's Coffin]
The lid of the coffin creaked open with a sound like the moan of someone in pain. From within, a pitch-black mist and the scent of a rotting sea spread out.
And from within that darkness... translucent, purple-colored, ghostly chains and viscous, shapeless arms reached out.
"This... This is black magic!" shouted a lord, stepping back in horror.
The ghostly arms lunged at Cassian's command and seized Commander Varek, who was sealed in ice. The ice vines melted away to give way to this new power.
Before Varek even had a chance to scream, he was lifted into the air by those ghostly arms and pulled toward the bottomless darkness of the coffin.
"NO! PLEASE! MASTER, PROTECT ME!" Varek screamed, his mask completely fallen.
He was no longer an innocent father, but a cultist begging his master.
The chains dragged him into the coffin.
BAM!
