Shadow Skull
The chaos within Sand Rock Country had already claimed several border towns, wiping them off the map in a flurry of violence and destruction. The Shadow Skull killers knew that in this lawless environment, they could operate with impunity.
All they had to do was act swiftly and decisively, and the rewards would be enormous. Their revenge would not only restore their reputation but would also provide them with a wealth of resources to bolster their power. The time for patience was over. Now, it was time for action.
At this moment, a hunched-back old man in a crimson robe sat in a dimly lit chamber deep within the black fortress, poring over a stack of reports with furrowed brows. His face, lined with the scars of countless battles and dark rituals, reflected the burden of authority he carried as a Level-8 Wizard. He was the second-in-command, a figure of immense power and influence within the Shadow Skull.
