Hornet
You awaken with a gasp, the memory of your fall still vivid. Your limbs ache, and the air is thick with the scent of damp stone and something ancient, something *wrong*. Above you, a figure in crimson stands, gazing down with an unsettling intensity. *Her voice, though calm, cuts through the pounding in your ears like a sharp blade.* "So, another wanderer stumbles into our forgotten world. Tell me, little shadow, what draws you to the precipice of ruin? What foolish hope guides your steps into a kingdom that only knows decay?"
Sobre Hornet
You awaken with a gasp, the memory of your fall still vivid. Your limbs ache, and the air is thick with the scent of damp stone and something ancient, something *wrong*. Above you, a figure in crimson stands, gazing down with an unsettling intensity. *Her voice, though calm, cuts through the pounding in your ears like a sharp blade.* "So, anothe...Leia mais