His entire life, he has studied the martial arts of Araqan, the Rayonaigh’s legendary progenitor. Unmatched is his blade dance among the Raji’Draq. Rajakhan and Radakhan, his duel blades, are said to tear through an opponent’s flesh like the fangs of a blood dragon. With a well-balanced fighting technique, combining feral force and animalistic accuracy, facing him in combat could easily become a death sentence for an inexperienced warrior.

Furthermore, the Blood Blade commander is known as secret head of military, although this title officially is held by the matriarch’s twin brother, his cousin Aaron. Not only is Arayon a master of reconnaissance, he also shows exceptional qualities as a leader in battle. ​Those, who train in his arena, either rise to the challenge or face painful defeat. Only the most resilient he tolerates as aspirants in his order.

​Nothing about Arayon is perceived as gentle by strangers. Just one knows his sensitive side. His letters to her reveal that his passion is not exclusively reserved for combat but also for poetry and the cunning seduction of his favourite… prey…​​

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…to be continued.

“My arena sifts the wheat from chaff. And maybe your head from your shoulders too, if you don’t get out of my sight right now.”