The Deciding Night [Part 1]

The night was softly dark, sinking deep enough to gradually drown every trace of brilliant light into the forgotten folds of the clouds.

Beneath the ground lay a sentimental reflection of this darkness.

Amidst this faintly lit night, three figures walked, leaving behind a trail of significant destruction.

Bodies were crudely beaten and battered, left to gape for whatever was left for them of the air to breathe.

The three figures walked forward, nonchalant of the destruction behind them.

Although one particularly did seem a bit flat and unbefitting of this league.

He trembled slightly as he walked and could barely keep up as the other two figures before him gallantly parted their way through the decrepit streets of a once familiar kingdom.