....Western walls.....
Rumble.
Rumble.
Rumble.
The world trembled as a fifty thousand-strong army raced through the grassy planes while charging at the southern province. Leading these soldiers were three deities from the order, Otis God of shield, Star Spirit, and the Goddess of the storm of the new gods, Rhea.
The world trembled as the mighty army traveled at top speed leaving an unending trail of dust behind.
Thud!
Otis frowned as a familiar and terrifying energy grazed through his nostrils. Just like him, the star spirit looked up with a terrified look on her face. The only one who didn't seem scared was Rhea who was born after Damon's time.
In the distant grassy plain, a lone figure dressed in dark robes walked forward at a slow pace but it seemed like each step allowed him to cross over a thousand meters.
Space warping.
Deadly presence.
The stench of death.
The wavelength of madness.
