Deadly Kingdom

The wind was swirling over the city of Aetwa on a dark, savage night. The air was thick with the smell of decaying bodies and earth, as if in the depths of hell. Once a glorious, wealthy, and prosperous city, now it was nothing but ruins. Kael focused his black eyes on the setting sun on the horizon. Anyone seeing this would think he'd never see the sun again. This mighty, majestic city had now become the tomb of the living and the home of the dead. The surrounding schools, markets, and small wooden houses… all were left behind. The fall of Aetwa was still fresh in his mind, it lingered like a nightmare. Just then, he heard a sound behind him. Kael immediately drew his sword and turned around. What he saw was death. In front of him stood a Karnak, its mouth dripping with blood. Without giving it a chance to breathe, Kael swiftly decapitated the creature. But it wasn't over yet. The others were right behind it. After dispatching them, Kael, exhausted and drained, sheathed his last source of hope, his sword (Wrath of Blake), and collapsed on the ground, closing his eyes once again, hoping this nightmare would finally end.