In need of the Baroness help
While Lenny confronted Duncan, yet another bold confrontation occurred some place else in secrecy.
In the depths of the deepness of dark , where shadows clung like living things, there existed a secret chamber, hidden from the prying eyes of both mortal and supernatural beings. The air in this room was thick with the acrid scent of brimstone and the faint echoes of distant screams.
Sinister runes, etched into the very walls, glowed with an eerie crimson light, casting twisted, dancing shadows across the obsidian floor.
In the heart of this malevolent sanctum, adorned with intricate runes that seemed to pulse with ancient power, stood a device unlike any mortal artifact—a mirror, its surface warped and marred by centuries of dark rituals. Within this gruesome setting, the mirror stood as a portal to dark intentions, its glass marred by streaks of dried gore.