R'lissea rose and brushed the dirt from her dress. She smiled softly and offered me a hand. Tentatively, I took it, leaning on her after she helped me to my feet. She tried to nudge me away, but I clung to her arm, tears lingering in my eyes.
"What did I do wrong?" I whispered. "Why did he leave me?"
She was quiet for a long, long time. Finally, she sighed.
"What is the Descent?"
Her question surprised me, and I looked up, meeting her gaze.
"It's…um…the beginning of the end. It's when the infernal hordes have acquired enough power to send Demon Lords through gates. There will be many seventh and eighth level gates, bringing tens of thousands of demons to Enusia."
"So the Descent is the name given to the first gate to carry a demon Lord?" she asked.
I nodded, and R'lissea pursed her lips.
"Do you remember when we got separated at Tormod's Breach?"
