The trios kept up for their journey, when they got to the veil, they realized that the Veil Scarred Plains are stretched like a festering wound across the earth, their cracked, barren surface was filled with jagged stones and necrotic fissures that pulsed with a high violet glow while casting eerie and writhing shadows that twisted in the dim light of dawn, each flicker was a grim testament to the Veil's unrelenting corruption.
The Tide's Crest—Kelvin, Lyra, and Darius marched forward from Valebreach, their boots were crunching on brittle earth, their gauntlets flared with runes that glowed defiantly against the desolate landscape, their mission was to purge the Level 9 Legendary Necrotic Horde in the Abyssal Hollow burning fiercely in their hearts.
Kelvin led the way with his fire-etched gauntlet that was radiating warmth, its ember runes was a beacon of his parents' legacy.
