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[quote]When the damned armies fell, silence did not follow. From beneath their bodies poured a thick, putrid green fog, and the earth beneath them hissed as if awakening in pain. The dead grass blackened, curled, and from the cracks crawled roots — like hands reaching toward the sky. [i] [/i]With a rasp that froze the blood, the souls of the warriors tore free — grim, glowing with the sickly light of decay and rot. They howled, as if a thousand throats screamed at once, and began to swirl in a spiral above the field. The air trembled, and the souls, rising into the heavens, dissolved into the dark clouds, leaving behind the stench of dampness and corruption.[i] [/i]And where they had fallen, the earth began to rot — blackening, crusted with a film of dead mold. No one dared step there again. Even the wind passed it by.
[/quote][b]The Damned[/b] is now available in our game store for this eerie autumn season.
