Hordes of demons continue to pour upon the land
Hordes of demons continue to pour upon the land
One overgrown demon towers over a horde of blood-stained beasts
Darkness spawns terrible creatures of slaughter
The simple Bretonnian farmers have 'beaten their pruning hooks into spears' to defend the homeland
The woodlands are known for magical elves
A thicket of branches morphs into a mass of razor sharp spears