#Chapter34
Blood. Blood was everywhere. It painted the green grass now angry red. The vast field now had mountains of dead body or detached limbs lying around, making the once peaceful land, a scene unfolding from horror movie. Weres fighting weres. Brother and sisters fighting each other, tearing their limbs, ripping each other apart. The horror continued.+
But there stood the same three man that once erased the earth of its ruler, of its goddess. Getting protection of the innocent rouges who knew no better that to follow the vile creature that promised them things the rouges could only dream of. Hoping that once the war ended, they will be free of the eternal loneliness they faced. Little did they know, there would be no life left to be freed. They were not going to see the sun rise the next morning and their stories of how bravely they fought would fade along with their decaying body.
