A Great Host is Upon Us

Day 1,068, 12:58 Published in New Zealand USA by Necros Xiaoban

A great host, you say?


All of Serbia is emptied.


How many?


A hundred, at least.


A hundred!?


It is an army bred for a single purpose: to destroy the world of men. They will be here by nightfall.


So it begins.


Ride out with me. Ride out and meet them.


Let this be the hour when we draw swords together. Fell deeds awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin, and the red dawn!