The bloodsoaked plains of Acheron shake beneath the descending hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary forces, forged in the molten heart of a volcano, their flesh fused into steel by the demonic power that drives them.
Horrors of unimaginable shape and size crawl across the landscape, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. Each soldier is a weapon, wielding tools that hum with forbidden energy.
This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's touch is felt across the galaxy, a shadow falling upon worlds and civilizations alike.
Perhaps through acts of unparalleled bravery and faith can the Ruinous Powers be defeated. But for now, klicka här Gose'dur's reign continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the core of reality.