Blackfeather Woods Where good girls go to die

It seemed as if for once the brothers had a common goal. He had slinked in after his brother as his own curiosity about the wood’s captive member arose. Though he had been there when she had been captured, Atshen had not heard much about her since.

He felt a grimace from within as he slunk in behind his brother, catching his command as he fell alongside his sibling. Perhaps today they would not be enemies and instead would be allies in favor of their own sick and twisted desires.

Looking from the Spiderling to the woman, Atshen adopted a stoic expression, one that mirrored his brother’s, and demanded what Abraxas had.“Bow.” Together the brothers would find themselves some fun with the Wood’s newest member.