
His prey? Dar—the warrior destined to challenge his rule.
His weapon? Not a sword. Not a spell.
But something far more sinister…
From a locked chest, his followers present it:
A ring of blackened metal, crowned with a grotesque jewel—
Only it’s not a jewel.
It’s an eye. 👁️
Alive. Watching. Blinking.
The lid shifts, the pupil darts, searching…
And through its gaze, Maax can see everything.
Every shadow. Every step. Every breath of his target.
Maax slips the ring into the hands of his most loyal hunters.
“Find him. Bring him to me.”
The command is clear, the magic unstoppable.
As the warriors ride out, the eye swivels in its socket—
turning, tracking, hunting.
And miles away, Maax watches the world through its vision,
his lips curling into a cruel smile.
The chase has begun.
And there’s nowhere Dar can hide. 🐅⚔️👁️