The war zone was filled with ashes and smoke. Flames licked the air, sparkling vividly against the shrouding darkness. Despite the heat of the flames, the environment felt cold and ominous. It was the feeling of cold sweat. The feeling of unease and fear. And at the heart of this place, was a towering entity made of darkness.
It pulsed and squirmed. Its body moved in uncomfortable ways as if unused to its ow...
