86 The Sacrifice

A typhoon of destruction had arisen in the pits of hell. Fire and fury had descended upon the infernal landscape on a magnitude unseen since the nightmarish days of the Great Barrier War.

Screams of rage, terror, and despair filled the air as a grisly massacre continued down below. It, for all intents and purposes, looked like a genuine hellscape from the ground level.

The charred corpses of millions of Infested had created an unspeakably toxic stench of death and diseased flesh. Massive rivers of boiling blood gathered into giant lakes of the noxious poison. The crimson sky above had set everything under it aflame — be it flesh, bone, or blood.