Oni shivered. Helden castle. A name of fear, and evil, and death, the great looming fortress ahead of her, the place that had been a constant dark shadow across her childhood. The place where nightmares came true, and where there were whispered rumors of dark magic and torture. A place that even the bravest of the brave and the boldest of the bold spoke of in hushed tones. Standing once again in its shadow, she felt like a small insignificant child, she felt something she hadnβt felt for years. Fear, and utter hopelessness.
