Court Of Fae And Ruin
Trees withered and died in their wake, their leaves turning to ash, and the ground itself cracked and burned beneath their feet.
As the vision moved closer to the tear in the barrier, I could see something else—something far worse. Kyantes herself, an ancient demon, was there. Her form was towering, clad in armor of twisted metal and bone, her eyes glowing like twin suns of molten gold. Her wings, vast and leathery, spread wide across the sky, casting a shadow that blotted out the sun. She stood at the mouth of the tear, his sword raised high, and behind her came her army—a legion of horrors unlike anything I had ever seen. They swarmed forth like locusts, devouring everything in their path,
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