The sky split apart.
A second rift tore through the heavens, larger than the first.
From its endless darkness emerged thousands of warriors clad in black armor. Their eyes burned with violet fire, and their swords radiated an ancient evil.
Not a single heartbeat.
Not a single breath.
They marched in perfect silence.
Master Rowan’s face drained of color.
“The Void Legion…”
“I thought they were only a myth.”
King Orion’s grip tightened around his sword.
“They were the first army the Devourer ever created.”
“They do not fear.”
“They do not feel pain.”
“And they have never lost a battle.”
The Devourer spread his massive wings.
“Behold!”
“My true army!”
“For ages they have slept beyond time.”
“But today…”
“…they shall witness the end of creation.”
The Void Legion raised thei
