(Extra chapter for brother Frostfang's Claw [9/10])
"The villagers who were taken away are being held in the upper tomb chambers of Shadowmoon Fortress. Following your orders, I risked conducting a close reconnaissance last night and discovered that the Shadowmoon Clan's Orc warlocks were carrying out some extremely dangerous summons.
Besides the dead already commanded by the Shadowmoon Clan's necromancers, a great deal of Void energy had also been summoned into elemental-like creatures.
I saw dangerous Voidwalkers everywhere within that fortress. Even the shadows were no longer safe to hide in. I didn't even dare approach the Shadowmoon Graveyard deep inside their fortress. A disturbing, icy force was lingering there.
But I brought these back!
I found them in those warlocks' hiding place."
As dawn approached over Ambori Village, the travel-worn huntress Shantok was reporting to the Vigilant Saint. She poured a bag of unusual insignias onto the table. The chill power winding around those bone badges made the nearby vindicators frown deeply.
Dick, who had just changed into Talahamat's holy armor after it had been resized, sat boldly in his chair and picked up one of the badges for inspection.
He did not even need his Character Card to identify it. The icy aura carried by the thing kept trying to burrow into his flesh, only to be incinerated by white holy flame the moment it touched him. A bright spark burst from Dick's fingertips, purifying the bone badge as the Holy Light burned away darkness.
"Void filth."
Dick shook his head and turned to ask Tenum, the fully armed village garrison commander, "You've lived beside the Shadowmoon Clan for so many years. Did you truly never notice the changes within them? I refuse to believe the Shadowmoon Clan's shift from revering the elements to worshipping the Void happened