C357 Great Soul Devouring
A faint blush of dawn appeared in the night sky, heralding the approach of daybreak.
In the depths of the Lost Lands, amidst the ruins of a once-mighty city, the mighty stood unyielded.
A crater, neither large nor small, was awash with blood. Broken limbs and shattered black armor littered its edges.
A sword sheath, thrust into the skull of a Shura, radiated light
