The blood sea is boundless, deathly silent.
Viscous, crimson blood from various races converges into an ocean, drowning the shattered remnants of Stars, soaking countless bizarre, lusterless corpses and fragments of Magic Treasures.
The air is thick with an overwhelming sweet stench of blood, enough to induce nausea.
This place has nearly become a slaughterhouse, a burial ground for myriad races, but no one else will witness the current scene.
In the center of the blood sea, two figures stand facing each other across waves of blood spanning thousands of miles.
At this distance, it's within reach for beings of their caliber.
The invisible force fields surrounding the two have long since depressed the intervening blood sea, creating a bizarre vacuum.
