The Shining Moon Curse
Daimon roared, his voice booming.
“I am darkness incarnate! This battle is mine!”
He turned his crimson eyes toward Alex, who was tearing through his horde, and sneered.
“Come, Alpha King! Show me if you’re truly worthy of protecting what’s mine!”
The battlefield became a storm of violence…Angelic soldiers fought valiantly, their glowing blades and shields holding back the monstrous tide. Their war cries were laced with courage, but Daimon’s army was unrelenting. His creatures lunged and clawed, their grotesque forms swarming over the angelic warriors like a plague. Their strength was terrifying, their movements unnatural, driven by the dark power of their master.
Bab Populer