Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***
"Dear Redmanes,
Currently hanging from his cock stands my dear friend, Lorenz Redmane, squealing at the top of his lungs with a hook piercing through the tip of his cock down his shaft. I've already removed two fingers: A picture of his current predicament alongside two severed fingers should have already been delivered to your front doors. And as you can see, this letter is currently written in his blood. If you'd like to see Lorenz alive, prepare Seven Million Gold Crown.
Should you deem Lorenz Redmane unworthy, I'll deliver him to the slums and have the beggars of Blackpool run him through and deliver you, alongside every noble in your kingdom, pictures and video evidence of his humiliation. We'll be in touch.
Your Dear Friend,
Crowe.
"My god! Did you actually string him up by his manhood?" I couldn't help but ask, staring into the proud smile of Crowe.