The sounds of screaming and bones breaking overtook the never lasting silence. The green paintings of the trees inside that small field turned to a scene from hell as the devil went all in. His howls and growls can be felt six feet under, not caring to the least as his madness reached all his dark abyss.
Ascending his vengeance into his holly land proving to its creatures that he was the soul ruler. His asperity were evident where the arms and legs of once a proud men went flying in all directions. He didn’t find the mind or the will to give mercy, and they didn’t for sure give a reason to receive his.
