The echo rolls farther and farther from you, like a wave, catching up the fragments of the cursed cup, sweepin

The echo rolls farther and farther from you, like a wave, catching up the fragments of the cursed cup, sweeping away the shadows of the dead kingdoms. You cannot see it, but with all your being you feel the moment when that echo reaches the farthest boundaries of the kingdom, stops — and then rushes back.

The echo rolls farther and farther from you, like a wave, catching up the… — Kingmaker