The crimson-stained plains of Acheron tremble beneath the pounding hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary warriors, forged in the burning heart of a volcano, their flesh molded into steel by the malevolent power that drives them.
Horrors of unimaginable shape and size roam across the landscape, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. Every soldier is a weapon, carrying weapons that hum with forbidden energy.
This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's touch is besök här felt across the galaxy, a shadow falling upon worlds and civilizations alike.
Solely through acts of unparalleled bravery and faith can the Ruinous Powers be defeated. But for now, Gose'dur's ascendancy continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the heart of reality.