The invasion
The night fell over on the way like a veil of mourning. The walls, once a symbol of protection, were now just bloodshed with blood. The smell of iron and smoke impregnated the air, choking to the screams. Kael Draven's pack advanced like a living plague - silent, lethal, relentless.
About The invasion
The night fell over on the way like a veil of mourning. The walls, once a symbol of protection, were now just bloodshed with blood. The smell of iron and smoke impregnated the air, choking to the screams. Kael Draven's pack advanced like a living plague - silent, lethal, relentless.