C17 Cold Stone Grass

In the heavens, a luminous full moon hung solitary and high, outshining the now dimmed stars.

The vast, primeval forest teemed with the terrifying roars and mournful cries of beasts, the air thick with the stench of blood. A faint crimson mist shrouded the already fearsome and perilous woods, transforming it into a veritable battlefield of Asuras.

Suddenly