It was almost ironic ..how the tide turned so violently.
Without warning, the empire's side suffered a catastrophe. One so unique and devastating, it could only be compared to a disaster of "Frey Starlight's" caliber.
The empire's main camp ..meant to be the safest place in the entire army had become an inferno.
A hell of black flames devoured everything in its path. The fire spared no one.
Humans burned one after the other, and escape was futile. The flames chased them down to the very end.
At the heart of that hell, there were only two sounds: the roar of fire… and the endless screams.
From the depths of the black inferno, the monster responsible for this disaster emerged.
V's eyes looked strange. Holding two legendary swords, he felt his consciousness slipping.
"…Huh? Why am I attacking the empire?"
He stared at the people in front of him. Then at the swords in his hands.
"What are these blades? Where's Balerion? Where's the Dark Sister?"
