Centuries ago, a coven of witches bartered their souls to The Ancient One for power no mortal should ever wield. Their reign ended in fire, their bodies reduced to ash by London’s witch hunters. But death was never the end. It was only an intermission.

 

This Halloween, under a rare celestial alignment, the Coven’s whispers rise again. If their incantations are completed, they will claw their way back to tear the city apart.

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But the blood of witch hunters runs in you. Their return has jolted your lineage awake, igniting instincts you never knew were there. Strange symbols appear around you, runes carved into forgotten corners of London. These old wards of protection are now waiting for you to reawaken them. Each one burns against the shadows, but only for so long.

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The streets are not empty. Smoke curls where it shouldn’t, voices murmur from the dark, and the air tastes of sulphur. The Coven is close, closer than you think. Find the runes, break the ritual, and hold the line. Because if you fail, London won’t just fall, and the souls of all of those that live within it will be consumed by the Coven.