In the shadows of the crumbling catacombs, a twisted necromancer raised his staff and chanted in a tongue long forgotten.
Beneath the mossy stones, the ground stirred as dozens of decomposing rats clawed their way back to the surface eyes glowing green with unholy fire.
These zombie rats, once plague-bearing pests, now served a darker purpose, scurrying in swarms under the necromancer’s command, gnawing through flesh and bone with supernatural hunger.
They weren’t just vermin anymore—they are his army once again.
All focus and attention will be needed, I am not the war commander I once was. I will need your help.
Be safe GC
t4i park18