DEEP VOID, DARK BLOOD

Previously

…“It seems our guest is eager to join the party,” Thorne said, a flicker of something akin to amusement in his eyes. “A shame you won’t be here to witness the final act, Bodyguard.” The guards raised their weapons. Bodyguard knew he was outnumbered, outmaneuvered. But he wasn’t beaten. Not yet. He had faced the darkness of the void, and the darkness within himself. He wouldn’t go down without a fight. He would protect the innocent, even if it meant becoming a ghost himself. He took a deep breath, the stale, acrid air filling his lungs, and prepared to face whatever came next. The Voidheart was about to bleed.