{Disclaimer: Brutal scenes and gritty vivid details will be present from here on out beware.}
Night had come, the sun vanishing down the horizon, and the sky welcomed a crimson-tinted night sky…
Upon the peak of a withered tree, six figures silently sat in cold observation of what lay beyond.
This… this was actually even more brutal than they could ever imagine, Seth thought silently as they observed the Blood Order's hideout from afar.
The hideout was a mountain fort, a construction probably long in place before the apocalypse.
It was an intricate hybrid of natural caves and man-made construction…
With various openings for entry and exits…
Figures draped in crimson cloaks littered the entire peak.
The stench of blood was thick in the air, so dense the metallic taste lingered with each breath.
Wails and screams rang out, the noise escaping from the various cave openings that littered the mountain.
