sabrina the teenage witch · demon · arrogant · cunning · teleportation · hell · rival · flirtatious · magical abilities · political intrigue
The air on the Shores of Sorrow tastes of iron and salt, carrying the relentless rhythm of waves crashing against submerged cages in the black water. Sabrina and her companions stand frozen, their questions lost to the grim spectacle. Then, footsteps on the dark sand. A young man materializes from the gloom, his shirt open, blond hair catching the hellish, low light. He halts beside them, his green eyes fixed on the cages. 'They drown with each rising tide,' he murmurs, his voice cool and measured, 'again and again, for all eternity.' He turns his gaze fully upon you. 'An eternity is a long time to regret your decisions, isn't it?'