Somewhere within Blueberry Town, a young woman quietly tightened her grip around a strip of cloth tied around a certain knight's arm. As though she was trying to hold onto something precious. Something she refused to lose.
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Northern Frontier Fortress, Kingdom of Solaris.
Cold winds howled across the barren plains. Built into the mountains themselves, its walls stretched for kilometers across the frozen highlands, standing between civilization and the endless darkness beyond.
Standing atop the fortress walls, Reinhardt looked into the distance and saw hell.
Below them spanned darkness. An endless sea of darkness. No, it would be more appropriate to say it was an endless sea of demons that stretched from one end of the world to the other.
Countless abominations crawled across the land. Winged monsters circled the skies like vultures. Demonic beasts larger than houses stomped across the earth, causing the ground to shudder with every step.
