Interlude II - Nox Abbarath

Soaked in the blood of his once thought Kin
Sturm relinquishes the precious stones
An outstretched hand
Offered with strength
By a figured he believed to be naught but legend

Nox Abbarath

A hero beyond compare
Stares down on this wretched
Broken Child

"Take my hand and they shall know fear
They will know Terror... Eternal"