The crimson-stained plains of Gronth quiver beneath the marching 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.
Monstrosities of unimaginable shape klicka här and size roam across the landscape, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Each soldier is a weapon, bearing tools that hum with forbidden energy.
This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's touch is 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 center of reality.