Darkholm Town...
Streets were empty, devoid of life. Fearful for their lives, residents of the town sought shelter inside their homes.
The slave mansion was now a horrific monument to death, and not even the most brazen criminals dared approach it.
The ground was drenched crimson, with blood pooling like eerie lakes, while lifeless bodies formed morbid peaks, resembling a gruesome mountain range.
A sinister atmosphere hung heavy in the air, accentuated by the arrival of dark-winged creatures.
Stench of blood attracted crows and other terrible birds from above, and they swooped down to investigate. They swooped over the bodies of the dead, their savage eating casting an eerie shadow over the eerie scene.
Vespara rushed to the scene as soon as she received the notification. When she arrived, she found Aizel sitting atop the mountain of corpses, soaked in blood. His piercing black eyes stared coldly at her as she approached him.
