The bloodsoaked plains of besök här Acheron shake beneath the marching hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary forces, forged in the molten heart of a volcano, their flesh tempered into steel by the ancient power that drives them.
Monstrosities of unimaginable shape and size storm across the landscape, leaving a trail of ruin in their wake. Each soldier is a weapon, bearing tools that throb with forbidden energy.
This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's influence is felt across the galaxy, a shadow falling upon worlds and civilizations alike.
Solely through acts of unparalleled bravery and faith can the Ruinous Powers be contained. But for now, Gose'dur's reign continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the center of reality.