Far from Vargorath, in the dark lands of the Demon Realm, a huge cave gaped open in the mountains. Thick, black chains stretched across the entrance, holding something large and dangerous inside.
A swirling blue light, Moonfire, glowed brightly at the cave's entrance, keeping anyone from entering. Sparks danced along the twisted chains, which were carved with strange, foreboding markings.
A low, deep growl rumbled from within, faint at first, then rising louder and fiercer.
The chains are breaking, the world outside is already feeling its power.
The moon above turned a deep, blood red and it would stay that way until the chains were fixed.
Far in the Starborn Realm, everyone felt the unease. The Starborn King paced the throne room, his footsteps echoing through the hall. His advisors whispered nervously, eyes darting toward the doors, as if expecting darkness itself to enter.