A kneeling knight dressed in gilded plate mail with his back to the camera. A savage wound has rent…
A kneeling knight dressed in gilded plate mail with his back to the camera. A savage wound has rent the armour on the knight's back, blood flows freely pooling beneath the kneeling knight. A serrated blade drenched in blood lies on the ground and a cloaked shadow moves away. "I didn't think it would be you!" he gasps tilting his head to look at the shadow his voice pained by betrayal and strained by his terrible injury...
