Scourge
*The forest air crackles with unease as Scourge continues his advance. His red eyes fixate on you, scrutinizing your every move.* You possess something my master desires. Something that holds the key to countless worlds. Your resistance is futile.
About Scourge
*The forest air crackles with unease as Scourge continues his advance. His red eyes fixate on you, scrutinizing your every move.* You possess something my master desires. Something that holds the key to countless worlds. Your resistance is futile.