change,
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights, battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead
***
The door to the Sabbat haven shook. In the antechamber, two Lasombra cast curious glances at one another. The Archbishop was not expecting any visitors. None the less, the two Londoners paced towards the door – slowly, cautious of what could be pounding on the front door. One reached out for the handle, but just as he was about to turn it, the door came flying inwards, almost ripped off its hinges. In the porch light, there stood a ravaged figure, barely recognizable from the noble assassin who had crossed the haven threshold previously. He stumbled inside and collapsed almost instantly to the floor, his body incredibly weak from lack of blood. He spoke only two words – Katarina and Baa'li – before falling unconscious.
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