September 1st.
Sunny.
Shadowy Forest, Giant Blood Fury City.
Zul'Farrak.
The Bloodrage Giants, who were supposed to control this city, lay fallen in pools of blood and ruins.
Their faces showed traces of joy, appearing very happy, as if embracing death.
Bodies were haphazardly piled, and flowing blood converged into thick streams.
The streams of blood gathered at the center of the square, finally forming a twisted blood vortex.
Twisted faces struggled and roared in the vortex.
Their faces showed various expressions of pain and endless regret.
Some faces were torn apart by others, then vanished without a trace.
Yet quickly, they painfully reborn from the blood, repeating the cycle of being cruelly torn apart.
Just a glance is enough to send chills down one's spine.
An indescribable eerie feeling and mind-bending waves emanated from the vast blood pool at the center of the square.
One gruesome roaring monster after another was frantically battling demons.
