Unbalanced

"I guess you can call them that. Beings of simultaneous light and shadow. One raised her hand and the ground lit aflame, and my most of my men became nothing more than melted armor and screams. The other raised his hand and the sky became darker than night. I could not see what killed the rest of my men in that dark, but…" he trails off, listening for a moment to the thunder outside. Suddenly his eyes grow cold and his voice steeled.

"I do not fear the end. But I will not let the Priestess who did this pass on without punishment. Even if I mete it out as the world collapses around me. Either let me pass or try to stop me, but my work must be done."