#293684 - Hacking a bloody path forward the devils and their master, reached the enemy centre, where the enemy king was surrounded by his gold clad elite and sitting on a golden throne supported by his slaves, he seemed to barely notice them as the last 4 devils bellowed a warcry that would shatter shields and souls and charged onward. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Harradan had never had a drop of luck in his life, or so he told himself as he stood quietly on his room's balcony, Life has dealt me a real shitty hand, he pondered quietly, victim of abuse as a child, the town watch has rescued him from his father and sent him to an orphanage, as life looked up for him the harder truth was then forcefully imposed upon him. Her lips were full, red and inviting.