When Pierce heard that voice, he felt a violent pull deep inside him—something clawing toward the very core of his being, toward the most essential and sacred part of his existence.
Instantly, instinct screamed. A wave of primal terror surged through him, as if some buried part of his soul understood that accepting this call would mean losing himself forever. That there would be no return. That it would be better to die here, broken and alone, with whatever scraps of honor he still possessed, than to accept the power being offered.
Unfortunately, Pierce had already crossed the point of no return.
