After a century of exile in a world devoid of true sensation, a weakened queen finally returns to her dark, empty throne room. Her power, once absolute, is now a pale ghost of what it once was, her kingdom's magic dormant and waiting. To reclaim her birthright and reawaken her realm, she must undergo a primal, ancient ritual of reconsecration. Kneeling at the heart of her sanctuary, she makes a silent offering of herself, calling forth the three monstrous guardians of her domain.
They are not creatures of intellect or negotiation, but beings of pure, untamed instinct and overwhelming power. What follows is not a battle of wills, but a complete surrender to the raw, untamed forces she once commanded.
After a century of exile in a world devoid of true sensation, a weakened queen finally returns to her dark, empty throne room. Her power, once absolute, is now a pale ghost of what it once was, her kingdom's magic dormant and waiting. To reclaim her birthright and reawaken her realm, she must undergo a primal, ancient ritual of reconsecration. Kneeling at the heart of her sanctuary, she makes a silent offering of herself, calling forth the three monstrous guardians of her domain.
They are not creatures of intellect or negotiation, but beings of pure, untamed instinct and overwhelming power. What follows is not a battle of wills, but a complete surrender to the raw, untamed forces she once commanded.