(7 days after the fall of Juxta, The Pit, Helmuth and Mauriss's POV)
If there was one location in the universe that could rightfully earn the title of the most barbaric spot in existence, it had to be 'The Pit', the homeworld of Helmuth the Berserker.
A dwarf planet of molten veins and endless craters, The Pit was a world that never slept.
The air here stank of iron and sweat, and the red dunes that stretched across its surface were not sand but ground-up ash and bone, mixed with the fine dust of dried blood that had soaked into the soil over eons.
From orbit, it looked like a wounded sphere that was scarred, cratered and still bleeding faint light from the dormant volcanoes scattered across its skin. But up close, it was pure chaos.
