Thirty years ago, during humanity's last invasion, Bloodveil was just an ordinary Zombie King. Back then, the Overlord of Eastreach had rushed to the Heartland to join the battle—only to be obliterated beneath the guns of a Dreadnought-class Starcruiser.
In the chaos that followed, Eastreach descended into anarchy. Zombie Kings fought tooth and nail for dominance. One by one, Bloodveil hunted them down, crushed them, and rose to the top—eventually claiming the title of Overlord of Eastreach for himself.
So when it came to the Dreadnought-class Starcruiser, he'd only heard whispers—legends, really. A myth from a war long past.
He never imagined he'd see one with his own eyes.
Bloodveil froze in place, his entire body going rigid.
That massive beast in the sky was closing in fast. The metal plating at its front split open with a hiss, revealing a colossal cannon barrel.
Dark and hollow, it looked like the eye of an abyss.
