"He who has been swayed by the evil path still has the chance to redeem himself, and his brethren will fight for him if they have faith in his capabilities to surpass the darkness."
~Tasmiya Shaik
PORT CITY OF DURENHAL
THE EASTERN WALL
Saturday
3:43 a.m
The creature born of darkness itself absorbed the life force of the surrounding garrison forces. Each step taken, the garrison soldiers crumbled to their knees. They clutched onto their throats with both hands, and gasped for the sweet taste of air. It was as if a suffocating anomaly drained the air from their lungs. Their eyes widened in horror, rolled back into their skulls as the last remnants of their souls were consumed by the creature. Those who were swift enough to comprehend the gist of the situation had fled in fear of their own lives, and disappeared into the shadowy alleyways of the port city. However, the creature offered them no blessed opportunity of escape.
