Arthur had seen demons like this before—not many, but enough to know their danger. In fact, there was a time he had one under his command. It targeted those with strong faith, twisting their devotion until it broke.
When your strength becomes your weakness.
When you begin to doubt what you once believed in.
When the light you follow feels distant and cold.
They were called Unvowen.
Arthur never imagined that one of those ancient creatures would still be alive after a thousand years. Back then, a sorceress had risen against them. She hunted Unvowen relentlessly, cutting down over a hundred of them. But her victory came at a price—her faith and her life.
She knew the truth: even Eric, the man of unshakable will, couldn't face the Unvowen without losing his mind.
