This can't be right...

One day, you were just strolling down the streets. The next, you're caught in the middle of a war between literal gods...

And a second one, at that? It's unbelievable...

As you stood in fear, watching the whole world go up in flames, flying debris whizzed past your face.

Morax: "Run, mortal! Do you not see the severity of this?"

It's up to you. Do you run, and save yourself? Or, do you fight, and save the lives of many?