The silence in the Onyx Hall was broken only by the crackle of the hearth and the breathing of the broken Warlord.
Red hovered over the kneeling figure of Gorak. The [ ACCEPT ] button pulsed.
"You want a purpose?" Red whispered to the screen. "I have plenty of rocks that need breaking."
Red tapped the screen.
[ FOLLOWER ACCEPTED: WARLORD GORAK ]
[ RANK: A (ELITE BOSS) ]
[ CURRENT STATUS: IRRADIATED / BROKEN / FANATIC ]
[ ASSIGNING ROLE... ]
Red scrolled through the options.
→ Priest? No. Gorak wasn't spiritual.
→ Inquisitor? No. Iron-Scale owned that darkness.
→ General? Too much authority too soon.
Red found the perfect designation.
[ ROLE ASSIGNED: THE VANGUARD (THE FIRST PENITENT) ]
→ Duty: First into the breach. Last to retreat. A living shield for the Tribe.
