PS: Finally finished writing it! Tianzi has fulfilled his vow to Mazu-my promise came true! And this chapter came out to exactly 4,396 characters, hehe~
The Devil Army was in serious trouble.
Zariel, the Archdevil of Avernus, had decided to join the War of the Spider Queen after receiving reliable information. According to the sources of her subordinate, the devil warlord Bael, a Half-elf Cleric named Eleanor had found the Sword of Zariel somewhere in Avernus.
Bael did not know who Eleanor was. He only knew that she was a Cleric of Selûne and fairly famous in Realmspace.
But when Zariel heard that name, memories of the past resurfaced.
A burning village, rampaging Gnolls, Half-elves lying in pools of blood, and a girl hiding alone in a cellar, crying and calling her name.
Eleanor.
Back then, Zariel had still been a Solar, her heart brimming with righteous fervor. She had hurried there on Lathander's orders, but she had arrived a step too late. The village had already been reduced to ashes, and she had found only one survivor. When she discovered that someone had survived, she held Eleanor in her arms and cried like a child.
She killed every last Gnoll, but it changed nothing. She knew she could not leave Eleanor alone amid the burning ruins, so she sent Eleanor to Cormyr on her little flying elephant.
Before leaving, Zariel plucked out a strand of her hair and encouraged little Eleanor to find her strength again. She told her, "You will never walk alone. I will always be by your side. When you need me, call me with this strand of hair, and I will return like lightning."
To this day, Eleanor had never used Zariel's hair.
But Zariel knew she had broken her promise. Driven by hatred for