Every spark that landed on him was a trial by fire, tempering his body and forging his very bloodline. Vex had fully merged with the banner; he had become a true Standard-bearer. His fate was now intrinsically linked to the flaming standard, and by extension, to the future of Orion's faction in the Abyss.
"Let's go."
The Deathly Soul-Reaper led the way, his colossal scythe sheathed on his back, his cape billowing behind him. Vex, the Abyssal Dragon, and Dracolich Phorzak fell into formation, following Orion and unleashing their own oppressive auras.
With his first step, the Deathly Soul-Reaper's arch lord pressure cascaded down the mountainside. Every Abyssal creature dwelling on Starglow Peak was crushed by the force. Those closest to his path were forced to their bellies, prostrating themselves and trembling uncontrollably.
Vex, Xalathar, and the Dracolich were all extensions of that power—a demonstration for any race that might consider following him.
