You try and gather your thoughts as the dust settles across the chamber. You go over the events that just transpired and still cannot comprehend the gravity of the situation.
The Grand Crusader of the Scarlet Crusade a demon? And not just any demon but brother to Varimathras, arch lord of the Undercity?
You carefully stow the severed head of the dreadlord into your pack. Surely, none would believe the tale you would tell without proof.
