The sky of Tenebris, with its sickly purple hue, seemed to descend upon the Desolate Plains as if to smother the tumult of the battle raging below... As far as the eye could see, a white and creaking tide covered the basaltic ground.
Nearly a hundred thousand skeletons, animated by necromancy, advanced in tight ranks, their bones clashing together in a metallic din that echoed against the walls of the surrounding canyons.
At the head of the Alliance's expedition in this sector, three female figures stood out from the gray mass of the fighting students.
Lynn Of Lake, Rosalinda van Spina and Noriah... Their mission was clear: break through this otherworldly rampart to reach the Spectrum Bastion located at the heart of the demonic mist.
However, after hours of fierce fighting, they had not even come into view of the main base yet, so much was their advance hindered by this legion of undead.
