In the vast expanse of Elysium Skies, even the mightiest Demon and Hunter groups found themselves brought to the brink of despair.
This mini-dungeon, filled with perpetual twilight wonder, was a realm where raw power and bravado weren't enough. As days turned into weeks, the true, relentless nature of Elysium Skies began to reveal itself.
Gathering 3.2 million shards was a herculean task in this realm, with many questioning if it was even possible. Where once confidence reigned supreme, now doubt and hopelessness began to take root.
The unpredictable moods of Elysium Skies made setting up shelters a game of Russian roulette.
Tornadoes whipped out of nowhere, tearing through hastily built structures as if they were made of paper.
