C326 The Black Jar

Ye Fann had reached the heart of the battlefield when a pungent odor assaulted his senses, forcing him to cover his nose. He recalled the last time he'd experienced this; it was in the City of Slaughter, where the King of Slaughter was incessantly drawing blood.

Looking closer, he saw the ground littered with blackened corpses that seemed to have been there for ages. "Something's off..