“Like I said, their actions supposedly come from the goddess herself. Though I have my suspicions…” “You don’t think they’re acting on Yargen’s orders?” “I can’t imagine the goddess being quiet for hundreds of years and then suddenly demanding blood. Can you?” Vi shook her head and Arwin continued. “No, it’s all the depravity of two power-hungry men.” “Who?” Vi whispered. She didn’t want to hear the answer, because she already knew it. “Who else? Lord Ulvarth wields the sword, but the one who gives him the orders and the power—the real evil—is the Voice of the Faithful.”
