Birds of ill portent, of shadowy make and sporting hopelessly dark eyes, begin to swarm.
The attack of demons and spectres increase, and the negative energy in the air was growing.
Words need not be spoken for those who stood against a Demon King.
But words would remain as they were.
Through the throat of a horde of owls, the rally of Skarnfel surmounts into a blackened wave of Hel energy.
The fel would not bend before the sons of man.
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The attack of demons and spectres increase, and the negative energy in the air was growing.
Words need not be spoken for those who stood against a Demon King.
But words would remain as they were.
Through the throat of a horde of owls, the rally of Skarnfel surmounts into a blackened wave of Hel energy.
The fel would not bend before the sons of man.
Quote:"You will be the first to die.At the heft of Storyteller,you will become something greater.
Because you will become a part of me."
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