Five years had passed from the time Theodore came under Waylon’s care, and the boy had become a chained monster that acted on command. Waylon brought Theo around with a chain hooked on a leash for his neck. It originally was around his ankle, but there had been an incident where the boy disjointed his foot and became loose. The two were a collective force to be reckoned with.

Theo’s introduction to the rebellion brought upon his first mission, the murder of a man named Ezra, a leader of the cult they opposed. A prophet stated his death would bring good fortune in the wars to come. He agreed without question and was asked to go alone as it was an extremely dangerous mission. Waylon argued he should start with easier tasks, but Theodore assured him he could do it, consumed by delusions of grandeur.

The weather unexpectedly birthed a blizzard during Theodore’s travels, it masked his expedition as he could run on all fours like an animal. When the road reached an end, a great wall stood in his path, hiding away a city and a keep. His commands had included discretion, so he followed the wall around to a side that faced a mountain before climbing up it utilizing his claw-like nails.