4/1/2026, 3:42 AM
Starting Location: The Roots …
Teeth rip into flanks, every wraith taken down another takes their place it seems…. BUT Castle was a Revenant of his own and there was no rest for the dead. Throwing aside the fallen body he stood unshakable with others before this tree, before something that was supposedly meant for more, to heal, to bring about something….
It hit too close to home, reminded him too much of someone. He may have failed them before but not this time…. Not here.
Many others were hear, many others to fight and with a shake of his head and snarled, Castle ran once more into the frey.
