A Divine Glow

Archon hoped- silently prayed- that this man was no Abraxas given his stature and demeanor. "A mortal in Risen's Empire?" Archon mused aloud. "And a free mortal- not captive."

Archon looked the man over. What did his brother see in him that made him worthy of being in the empire? Perhaps Malleus really was going soft. Or maybe this man had more power than Archon was initially giving him credit for. It was a shame that Archon couldn't say for sure given the current empire's standing.

"Is it free land? Free from who? God?" Archon scoffed a little. No, God was everywhere. "There are many more Abraxas than just those in the pack. We wander far and wide. No land is free from His presence."