Greatwater Lake with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground

But more than ash the air around the lake was flooded with that of blood brought to him by the same breeze that caressed the darkling's pelt. It brought Damien back to the wake world and pulled him closer to the water where the scent was uninterrupted. Eventually he found a solid trail that lead northwards and he followed it without second thoughts. It lead to a woman bathed in darkness and stars, much like his own lover, and her scent was wrapped in blood.

Are you hurt? asked the dark prince perhaps in search of an obvious answer. He wasn't the lord of the lake, but since his group was settled near he felt a great deal of protective ownership over those soils and he would investigate whoever came too close.