From beneath his vile mask, the exhausted cult master spat out an order.
“Kill that rat!”
He pointed back towards the long hallway he had just emerged from to take refuge with his followers.
His disciples immediately drew their twisted daggers. They would obey him, of course; that was all they were capable of. But that didn’t keep them from casting nervous glances whenever a flickering candle cast a shadow against a wall.
A small phalanx lined up as best it could in front of the one and only door to the ritual room, ready to plunge headlong into the dark corridor, from which echoes of plaintive moans and clashes of battle could be heard.
Their master may have known what threatened them, but he kept it to himself. He just shouted out orders.
“Out! Everybody out! I want his head!”
As if to obey, the lock on the door began to rattle. The bolt let out a creak. The handle started to turn.
The worshippers looked around at each other, confused. Behind them, their master’s expression suddenly transformed from anger to terror.
“No! Close the door! Quickly!”
One of the faithful obeyed and threw himself at the heavy metal door that was already half-open to the shadowy darkness of the hallway.
There was nobody there.
Then, with a cacophonous clap of thunder, the door burst open.
For a split second, lightning itself seemed to have joined in the ceremony. When the eyes of the cult master and his goons finally recovered, they found the charred skeleton of the believer still clinging to the door handle. The entrance now gaped open like a wound.
“It’s too late for the door,” proclaimed a young, laughing, disembodied voice. “As for my head, go on… You’ve still got a chance, if you can find it.”
“Soul raider!” bellowed the master, in the direction the sarcasm appeared to be coming from. “You survived for naught! I will offer your entrails as a sacrifice!”
Instead of a reply, two heads suddenly became detached from their necks… Those of two worshippers who were standing behind their master, several meters from the source of the voice.
The unseen enemy had just crossed half of the room in the blink of an eye.
“Adonis!” replied the voice, firmly. “That’s my name. And yes, there are still a few of us Soul Raiders standing our ground.”
The cult master whirled around, let out a cry, raised the sword he was grasping tightly and carved at the air in fury and desperation.
This time, he saw the blade. A span of steel, still glistening from the effect of the electric spell, materialized and parried his attack. Above him, a second blade sprang from the shadows–straight, glittering, and ready to fall. The space between the two swords became blurred, and then the blur coalesced into a figure. The coppery sheen of armor took form. Long blond hair rippled in the darkness. The wide smile that could now clearly be seen before the master appeared to be almost friendly.
But above it gleamed two implacable eyes.
The second blade came crashing down before the congregation could react. The master had one final insult on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t have time to share it with the Soul Raider before the blade split open his skull and the golden mask that covered his face. The lifeless body sank to the floor. With a deft movement, the blond warrior grabbed the key that hung around his victim’s blood-spattered neck.
Adonis, now almost overly conspicuous in his brown and gold garb, gestured with his blade still in his hand.
“In the end,” he shouted to the dazed worshippers as a magic portal opened up behind him, “you’re nothing more than puppets.”
Adonis is a young and brazen Soul Raider, able to get himself out of any inextricable situation… In which he loves to get himself into. Very intuitive, he is able to assess the circumstances in the blink of an eye, and play his cards accordingly. He favors agility over strength, even if he doesn’t lack firepower if need be. He certainly knows his worth, and will demonstrate it fiercely to his enemies!
In terms of gameplay, he benefits from bonuses on Perception and Strength actions. He uses his magic arsenal to strike from unexpected angles: Teleport, Transfer, and a second Teleportation Portal in his base deck allows him to disappear and appear in faraway locations, either as a lone wolf or by coordinating with the other heroes. Nowhere and everywhere at the same time!