Following the man revealed the shadowy beast, which was tearing out the ribs of one of the armoured corpses, indifferent to all the lives it snuffed out.
Working through her nausea, Hunter made her way to the source of the sound, stepping over the bodies of fallen Pokémon and soldiers, wearing radically different armour from the ones from the altar.Īs Hunter wandered, the crowned man rode his rapidash through her, towards a nearby mound. The fresh scent of blood assaulting her nostrils, even through the heavy helmet, accompanied by the sound of splintering bone. He was reaching out to some sort of winged beast, which in turn lowered its head, allowing itself to be stroked by the crowned man.īefore Hunter could make out what was beneath the beast’s shadowy visage, the scene shifted to that of a deserted battlefield. Not far from the group of soldiers and the burly man who appeared to be commanding them stood another, taller, man wearing a black cloak and some sort of crown. Peering beyond the tall pillars revealed a large group of soldiers, led by an intimidating man. Despite its weathered appearance, the white marble still glistened beautifully, making the altar seem brighter beneath the great expanse of stars. Hunter found herself transported to some kind of altar. You should know this better than anyone else, general. “We’ve long since past the point of futility, we’ve already exhausted every last potential option. “Your highness… please… surely there must be a better way to resolve this.
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