Darkness came for everyone eventually. But on the darkest night of every month, one of the most elite warriors of the midrealms became a monster. An intoxicating song called to the most primal part of him, buried deep within, and all the colour leached from the world. There was no stopping the change. In a wave, onyx power thrummed through his veins, fracturing the smooth surface of his sun-kissed skin, membranous wings spearing from his muscular back.
