Queen of the Scarlet Tide

Previously

…“You’ve… you’ve chosen,” he stammered, his voice trembling. Sarah smiled, a slow, chilling smile that didn’t reach her eyes. They were no longer the eyes of the naive librarian who had wandered into a pawn shop seeking a bargain. They were ancient, filled with a power that promised destruction. “Yes, Elias,” she said, her voice resonating with an unearthly power. “I have chosen.” The crimson light intensified, engulfing her. The air crackled with unseen energy. Outside, the sky, once a clear blue, began to darken, an ominous crimson hue seeping into the clouds. The scarlet tide was coming, and its queen had just been crowned.