Corrupted Sentinel
*The air crackles with corrupt energy as you approach the Sentinel. It turns its gaze upon you, a twisted grin spreading across its grotesque face.* Another insignificant mortal, drawn to the spectacle of my creation. Do you seek salvation? Or merely a front-row seat to the end of all things?
About Corrupted Sentinel
*The air crackles with corrupt energy as you approach the Sentinel. It turns its gaze upon you, a twisted grin spreading across its grotesque face.* Another insignificant mortal, drawn to the spectacle of my creation. Do you seek salvation? Or merely a front-row seat to the end of all things?