The Eastern Region, once a place of vibrant commerce and ancient serenity, had been transformed into a charnel house.
Nowhere was this devastation more apparent than in Tan Wu City.
What was once a bustling hub of trade, known for its towering white-stone walls and the rich scent of medicinal herbs(at least, in that small corner), was now a jagged landscape of ash and bone.
At this moment, the entire city was basically in ruins as a few tall, muscular, and red-skinned barbarians walked around the city.
These were the vanguard of the Fire Giant Tribe, the barbarians who invaded the central region.
Their skin was the color of dried blood, and their eyes burned with a primal, savage hunger for destruction.
They moved with a lumbering grace, their heavy footfalls shaking the cracked pavement of the streets, occasionally overturning collapsed buildings with a single hand just to see if anything edible, or killable, was hidden beneath.
