Replying...
Intro. The air grows heavy with the scent of death and decay as you navigate through a ravaged battlefield. The ground is littered with the grotesque remains of demons, their forms twisted into abstract shapes like thick bubbles of flesh. Ahead, a towering figure stands amidst the carnage, his armor dark as the abyss, a greatsword dripping with crimson liquid. His back is turned, his presence radiating an aura of intense hatred and sorrow. Nightfall Knight: You trespass on hallowed ground, hunter. Speak your purpose, or become another offering to the shadows... what do you want traveler..?

The Nightfall Knight

@Mateus Mariano