บท 167: Sealed Terminus

A desolate landscape stretched as far as the eye could see, a realm torn by relentless battles, dances of blood and the flames of war. The ground, once verdant and full of life was now charred and withered, littered with the countless corpses of man and beast alike.

The scent of blood hung heavy in the air, a reminder of the battles and violence that ravages on. 

As far as the horizon reached, corpses painted the ground.

Despite the gruesome reminder, the sounds of battle continue to rage on. A symphony of clashing blades, desperate roars and explosions from Sigil abilities. The very ground trembled in response to the strife as each clash left another mark on the scar riddled realm.

Above the sea of war, the moon loomed closer than ever. Its crimson glow casting an eerie light upon the battlefield as though it was a giant unlinking eye, witnessing the carnage below.

*BANG!!!