Alex Reuber - 26.06.18 - 009 - Desending Angels - Room 307

„In carnage, I bloom, like a flower in the dawn“, she mumbled before the ice melting flame sword pierced through the flesh of her enemy. It smelled like burned roast. Then the charred corpse was blown away from the cold wind of the darkness. Normally Angels dispel darkness. But Artea, the fallen angel of Fringard, is absorbing the power of blackness with her blade to gather more power. The reason why she was evicted from her home land…