//Ronova//

”So this is what death feels like”

So are the words that the ruler of death mutters before she is shaken by a violent cough. Her black gloved fingers grasp her stomach in agony, while the other hand of hers covers her mouth, a desperate, instinctive attempt to keep the blood shes coughing up inside her.
With blood smeared over otherwise flawless face, and slowly dripping down her chin. She tries to steady herself again.

Ronova, the ruler of death has just been tricked and beaten by the joint forces of Snezhnaya, Dainsleif and the Traveler.
The Heavenly Principles, while still slumbering, ripped her authority from her, and in her weakened state she was fatally struck in battle.
Yet she managed to escape to this place, where the skeleton of the Sovereign Cryo Dragon stands hundreds of meters tall.

Ronova turns her attention to the Celestial Nail of Snezhnaya, a bomb to end civilization and purge evil.
She extends her palm, in it the mysterious “Eitr”, a forbidden creation of Hypoborea.
She contenplates for a moment, merging the Nail with the Eitr most probably would set off a catastrophe equal to the Cataclysm 500 years ago.
Yet hated and beaten by humans, robbed of her authority, betrayed by her master and in a dying misery, she has enough reason to let destruction loose on the world.
She vomits blood again yet this time she doesnt even try to stop it and just extend a shaky hand, intending to connect Eitr and Nail.
But then she turns around as she feels a presence behind her.