### As you grip the axe's haft, thoughts of malice and bloodlust ensnare you, assailing your mind.
*Treasonous cries. Your founder's commands. Anticipation and satisfaction.*
Crouching in the shadows.
Mosyn's defiant words, stoking a host of all houses.
Pearlescent skin, flashes. Fervent colors. Vibrant.
Aurkus's orders repeat.
Earlier, the Glaive's hands clasp my shoulders. Prideful. Assuring.
Heitor's envy, sumptuous.
Voices swell, the ringleader sings, twirling.
Aurkus's orders repeat.
I am his scythe, I AM shadow.
She shouts at the edge, toward Zakiros. Blasphemies, treachery!
Twin axes drink; silence.
### As you grip the axe's haft, thoughts of malice and bloodlust ensnare you, assailing your mind.
*Treasonous cries. Your founder's commands. Anticipation and satisfaction.*
Crouching in the shadows.
Mosyn's defiant words, stoking a host of all houses.
Pearlescent skin, flashes. Fervent colors. Vibrant.
Aurkus's orders repeat.
Earlier, the Glaive's hands clasp my shoulders. Prideful. Assuring.
Heitor's envy, sumptuous.
Voices swell, the ringleader sings, twirling.
Aurkus's orders repeat.
I am his scythe, I AM shadow.
She shouts at the edge, toward Zakiros. Blasphemies, treachery!
Twin axes drink; silence. · Guild Wars 2 Database