This is an ashen wasteland, the scarlet below seemingly endless barren red earth and stones making the entire land appear even more eerie, as if only the color of blood remains between heaven and earth.
A hurricane, carrying blood-red frost, howls across the wasteland, passing through one burnt and torn train after another, semi-buried armored vehicles, and disintegrated battleships. The ground is littered with corpses, the smoke and bloody stench so intense it's nauseating, while the frost scraping over frozen human remains emits an eerie wailing sound, tiny red worms emerge from the broken cracks of power armor and quickly burrow into the sand.
Crack~
