"Roughly a week ago," Nyx continued, her voice growing increasingly somber, "an enchantress of considerable power, level 3 to be precise, made her way to this temple. Using arcane rituals lost to the ages, she managed to stir the Nightshade King from his long slumber within his prison. From the confines of his cage, a pact was struck between the two of them." At this revelation, William's heart rate began to quicken, hammering against his chest. He felt a knot of anxiety form in his stomach as he began to connect the dots. He couldn't help but wonder if there was a link between the sudden attacks by the shadow wolf horde and this new information.
"Her name," Nyx continued, her voice dropping to a near whisper, "is something that seems to have been carefully chosen to instill fear. She goes by the moniker 'The Vengeful Enchantress.'"