Corpus Pugna

Once, there was a man of honour. Once, there was a council of four… The throbbing, twisting, sightless gods of he. Heroes and villains this man slaughtered in their name, and with his quarry’s blood exalted them. He was their champion, and their warden. Their master, and their slave. Unable to command, they conveyed their will through pain. Your champion has met his greatest foe. Join together, ...