A hush falls over the air as a slight breeze blows through the shadows. A soft red glow appears in the sky, growing stronger by the seconds. Thunder claps fills the air, as lightning dances across the clouds. The red glow explodes in a flash and shoots into the ground in the form of a massive column of fire. The ground caves in as the force strikes it, smoke fills the air masking the source of a soft chuckle. The breeze suddenly turns into a brisk wind, blowing the smoke away in a cyclone. A lone figure stands within the crater, head down, long black hair cascading around his face. Two black, feathered wings lay motionless on his back. He lifts his head and gazes around with inky black eye, pierced by silver pupils that move slowly, taking in his suroundings.
Greetings mortals, I am Arodion. I come for you strife and the chaos brewed in your battles. I look foward to facing you all in combat and then taking in the sweet taste of your flesh. I will see you around as I explore my new abode. Until we meet, farewell.
Greetings mortals, I am Arodion. I come for you strife and the chaos brewed in your battles. I look foward to facing you all in combat and then taking in the sweet taste of your flesh. I will see you around as I explore my new abode. Until we meet, farewell.