Darkness enclosed Vekarin as the Executioner's blade killed him, severing his neck in one, mighty blow. This was smothering, nothing could be heard nor seen, for there was nothing to hear or see. Nothing existed but the cloying blackness that surrounded him. Yet before he died, Vekarin perceived mighty words in his head, uttered by one of unimaginable power.
"Enjoy oblivion while you may, little vampire. I will have need of you in the future. Blood will be spilled, kingdoms rent and the very earth will split when you join at my side. It has been spoken."
"Enjoy oblivion while you may, little vampire. I will have need of you in the future. Blood will be spilled, kingdoms rent and the very earth will split when you join at my side. It has been spoken."