C445 Ourocaudal Pursuit

On an endless plain, the two and four thousand strong army slowly retreated. The officers in the army all stretched their necks to look around in all directions. They had a sense of fear in their hearts.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Horseshoes, horns, and the howls of warriors could be heard in the middle. The countless sounds merged together to form a sonata of the god of death