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Tron #2

by Evan Dorkin

Finally got the complete collection from Top Shelf

Draven stared into the scorched distance blankly, not minding the Light cast on his body as he watched in silence, posture tense through the entire hour he had stood there. He was on an overarching cliff edge that hung above the Ember Ward, a minute’s walk from Sinfall and within the view of Dawnkeep where their former Master was imprisoned. The assault of Castle Nathria only happened a week ago, yet so much had changed throughout Revendreth. Allegiances shifted, anima was being restored, and souls were finally able to reach the judgement they deserved. His prince had finished planning the conduit’s creation, and they’ve been making progress with reconnecting the realm. The mortals had freed Revendreth from their corrupted creator, a common topic of gossip not just around the Ember Court but across the entire realm these days. It was why he chose this unbothered spot to have some time to himself, away from the rumors and talks of Nathria. Away from his her death. He couldn’t stop himself from reliving the confrontation, from seeing her fall.