A CRIMSON SLAUGHTER OVERTURE

Upon the ravaged plains of plane, where broken earth stretches to the horizon, a symphony of violence unfurls. The Blood Legion marches, a tide of unyielding steel. Each step resonates with the rhythm of warfare, a macabre tribute to their barbaric ideals. {Theirstandards flap like the wings of nightmares, each bearing the {grimsymbol of a skull.