Of Loestru

For you are all you have to love, now."

He threw his head back in convulsion, still floating in the air, and a wall of purple flame flew from his person, expanding out and through the castle, incinerating anything it might touch. A final wailing scream went through the air before silence took the castle.

The castle lay still, nothing left of it but charred rubble and burning embers, a testament to a true massacre. Loestru dropped slowly to the ground, replacing the black hood over his face, and walked slowly away.