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The Orese hellscape is primordial.

The perilous sky is as dark as a hellion's heart. It grumbles and rumbles with thunder like the ravenous stomachs of the gods. The sky riles itself into battle with storms of black clouds colliding. It peels and roars with a burst of monstrous force, bellowing discordant clamours.

The riotous sky suddenly illuminates with crimson streaks. Lightning flares and morphs into forks of blood red. It screeches and scorches towards the darkened expanse, writhing with pain.

Vilnus overlooks his dark realm from the tower of his stronghold, the inky black structure shaped like a massive, sprawled claw, a splay of jagged limbs. His glowing red eyes swirls with a fulsome look, pure pride glinting.

Vilnus's adjutant approaches his rear, footsteps heavy on the abrasive stone ground. With his face fixed down, he sneaks a cautious look at him. Aware of his presence, Vilnus's back remains turned to him, his intangible, floor-length cape billows behind him, streams of fanning black mist sieved with crackling sparks of fire.

With a shrilly ring, the adjutant slides out his sword from its scabbard that sidles his flank and he bends the knee. With his face to the earthen ground, he holds the sword before him, symmetric, the tip of the blade planted.

"Your Eminence, " he says with a boisterous voice. "I bear good news."

Vilnus rotates his head a few stiff inches, barely looking at him from off his shoulder.

The adjutant risks a glimpse of him. "The Dophan has perished, and Urus has been forced to convene with the High Tribunal."

Vilnus's smile sharpens into a lethal leer. "They will initiate the King Trials."

"Yes, Your Reverence, he confirms with mutual anticipation.

"Have you contacted the Vulkra, are their troops in position?"

"Yes, Your Reverence, all is arranged, " he reassures with confidant certitude. "Our allies from the east have equipped the herds of barbarians with arms, they will wreak destruction on Urium."

A deep-throated growl rumbles from Vilnus. "The High King will be the cause of his own destruction that will tear his world asunder, and the lands will flood with the blood of all of his people. Of all the people in Urium."