C509 What a Curious Thing!
The pitch-black night was giving way to dawn as the sun began its slow ascent in the east.
Rays of light spilled from the fiery orb, bathing the surroundings in newfound brightness.
Despite the morning chill, Old Redin, battered by the onslaught of sword shadows, was in a pitiful state.
His body was soaked in blood, making him appear as a ghastly figure drenched in crimson.
His eyes
