Knights of Tezoth

Rezara promised Lester tenderness, but what is tenderness to her? Sweet romantic embraces or a huge sword slamming into the fragile body of the elven sorceress? Hard to say for certain, but the crimson blade struck its target with its usual ruthlessness. Monsters of regret must not live! Even the natural layer of protection did not help Lester avoid a monstrous gaping wound from which blood poured in an endless stream. Rezara always understood: if you fail to finish off an enemy, you should do everything to make sure it dies on its own soon enough.