Rizki's malevolent grin widened as he surveyed the shadowy figures looming in the ominous land of Bastion Beasts. His sword, tainted with viscous, black-colored blood, emitted an eerie screech with every ominous clink against the unforgiving ground. Amidst the chaos that enveloped him, his steps remained deliberate and calm, a stark contrast to the brutality unfolding.
Within this macabre scene, memories of Rizki's violent past flickered in his mind. The recollection of a bloodied fist under his command echoed through time. Now, in the present, a triumphant smile played on his lips as he lunged directly into the horde of Bastion Beasts, his declaration reverberating through the air, "Let's rip and tear, until it's done!"
