What would you do if your town, village, or country were suddenly attacked by unknown creatures?
The answers to this question are many, yet none are simple.
Some would flee. They would scramble to escape whatever calamity loomed over them, only to find that fate has a cruel sense of humor, often rewarding their fear with an untimely end. Few are lucky enough to outrun the inevitable.
Others would stand their ground, driven by a sense of duty, honor, or sheer desperation. They would fight back, believing their strength or courage might tip the scales. More often than not, these warriors meet a grim fate—whether by death or enslavement.
And then there are those who would simply surrender, hoping for mercy or a swift end. They may beg or pray, but fate is not known for its kindness. No, fate is like a scorned and vengeful woman, her heart hardened and her wrath unyielding. She exacts her toll with merciless precision.
