The Ache of Betrayal

I felt the ground beneath me shift. My flames had already burnt the carpet to ash, and now cracks had started to appear on the stone slabs. I clenched my fists as the Divine's power grew. I could feel it all around us.

"Your power will be lost to time, as it should have been when he died all those years ago. You should have never existed." She was talking about my predecessor, wasn't she? I gritted my teeth, why were the Ereth so hostile against the Keeper? 

What was the truth behind the so called 'demon invasion'? There was still so much I didn't know. 

"Why can't you just leave me be, when I'm fighting your fight?" I shouted at the top of my lungs as the ground shook. "Don't you want to kill the Demon Lord as well?" 

The Divine laughed. "Kill the Demon Lord? You?" She raised her hand as crimson tendrils broke through the already cracked stone slabs. "As if you would!" She hissed. I gathered my flames around me as the tendrils leapt at me.