A village lies in ruin, smoldering after the Scarlet Crusade's cleansing. Bodies of the slain, both undead and innocent litter the streets and are thrown on heaps to be burned. Elise, her blade dripping with blood, approaches a fellow crusader. We´ve done the world a service´ she says coldly May their souls find peace... or perish in darkness. she adds, walking away.
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